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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:46 pm
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Nazim Hikmet was born on January 15, 1902 in Salonika, Ottoman
Empire (now Thessalon�ki, Greece), where his father served in
the Foreign Service. He was exposed to poetry at an early age
through his artist mother and poet grandfather, and had his
first poems published when he was seventeen.
aised in
Istanbul, Hikmet left Allied-occupied Turkey after the First
World War and ended up in Moscow, where he attended the
university and met writers and artists from all over the world.
After the Turkish Independence in 1924 he returned to Turkey,
but was soon arrested for working on a leftist magazine. He
managed to escape to Russia, where he continued to write plays
and poems.
n 1928 a general amnesty allowed Hikmet to return
to Turkey, and during the next ten years he published nine books
of poetry�five collections and four long poems�while working as
a proofreader, journalist, scriptwriter, and translator. He left
Turkey for the last time in 1951, after serving a lengthy jail
sentence for his radical acts, and lived in the Soviet Union and
eastern Europe, where he continued to work for the ideals of
world Communism.
fter receiving early recognition for his
patriotic poems in syllabic meter, he came under the influence
of the Russian Futurists in Moscow, and abandoned traditional
forms while attempting to �depoetize� poetry.
any of his
works have been translated into English, including<i>Human
Landscapes from My Country: An Epic Novel in
Verse</i>(2009),�<i>Things I Didn�t Know I
Loved</i>�(1975),�<i>The Day Before Tomorrow</i>�(1972),�<i>The
Moscow Symphony</i>�(1970), and<i>Selected Poems</i>�(1967). In
1936 he published�<i>Seyh Bedreddin destani</i>�(�The Epic of
Shaykh Bedreddin�) and<i>Memleketimden insan
manzaralari</i>�(�Portraits of People from My Land�).
ikmet
died of a heart attack in Moscow in 1963. The first modern
Turkish poet, he is recognized around the world as one of the
great international poets of the twentieth century.
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:47 pm
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:47 pm
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�<br>
ant to die
before you.�<br>
o you think that who passes later�<br>
ill
find who\'s gone before?�<br>
don\'t think so.�<br>
ou\'d
better have me burned,�<br>
nd put me on the stove in your
room�<br>
n a jar.�<br>
he jar shall be made of
glass,�<br>
ransparent, white glass�<br>
o that you can see me
inside...�<br>
ou see my sacrifice:�<br>
renounced from being
part of the earth,�<br>
renounced from being a flower�<br>
o
be able to stay with you.�<br>
nd I am becoming dust,�<br>
o
live with you.�<br>
ater, when you also die,�<br>
ou\'ll come
to my jar.�<br>
nd we\'ll live there together�<br>
our ash in
my ash,�<br>
ntil a careless bride�<br>
r an unfaithful
grandson�<br>
hrows us out of there...�<br>
ut we�<br>
ntil
that time�<br>
ill mix�<br>
ith each other�<br>
o much
that�<br>
ven in the garbage we are thrown into�<br>
ur grains
will fall side by side.�<br>
e will dive into the soil
together.�<br>
nd one day, if a wild flower�<br>
eeds from
this piece of soil and blossoms�<br>
bove its body,
definitely�<br>
here will be two flowers:�<br>
ne is
you�<br>
ne is me.�<br>
�<br>
on\'t think of death
yet.�<br>
will give birth to a child.�<br>
ife is flooding
from me.�<br>
y blood is boiling.�<br>
will live, but long,
very long,�<br>
ut with you.�<br>
eath doesn\'t scare me
either.�<br>
ut I find our way of funeral�<br>
ather
unlikable.�<br>
ntil I die,�<br>
think this will get
better.�<br>
s there a hope you\'ll get out of prison these
days?�<br>
voice in me says:�<br>
aybe.�
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:50 pm
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think of you�<br>
nd I feel
the scent of my mother�<br>
y mother, the most beautiful of
all.�<br><br>
ou are on the carousel of the festival inside
me�<br>
ou hover around, your skirt and your hair
flying�<br>
ere seconds between finding your beautiful face and
losing it.<br><br>
hat is the reason,�<br>
hy do I remember
you like a wound on my heart�<br>
hat is the reason that I hear
your voice when you are so far�<br>
nd I can\'t help getting up
with excitement?�<br><br>
kneel down and look at your
hands�<br>
want to touch your hands�<br>
ut I can\'t�<br>
ou
are behind a glass.�<br>
weetheart, I am a bewildered spectator
of the drama�<br>
hat I am playing in my twilight.�
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:52 pm
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:54 pm
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:56 pm
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az?m Hikmet fled to Moscow in
the 1950s and died in exile in 1963. AA Photo
urkey�s EU
Minister Mevl�t �avu?o?lu paid a visit to the grave of famous
Turkish socialist poet Naz?m Hikmet in Moscow June
8.<br><br>�Away from his homeland, stripped of citizenship, he
passed away in these lands as a treasured figure of our
country,� �avu?o?lu said during his visit.<br><br>With a
prolific body of work translated into more than 50 languages,
Hikmet is widely considered among the most influential Turkish
poets of the 20th century.<br><br>Having spent years in Turkish
prisons for his political views and being stripped of his
citizenship, Hikmet fled to Moscow in the 1950s and died in
exile in 1963.<br><br>The Turkish government restored his
citizenship in 2009.<br><br>�avu?o?lu said he wanted Hikmet�s
grave to be transferred to Turkey, but added any decision
regarding this could not be one-sided.
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 5:59 pm
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Ceviz A?ac? The Walnut Tree<br>Ba??m k�p�k k�p�k bulut, i�im
d???m deniz,�<br>
en bir ceviz a?ac?y?m G�lhane
Park?\'nda,�<br>
udak budak, ?erham ?erham ihtiyar bir
ceviz.�<br>
e sen bunun fark?ndas?n, ne polis
fark?nda.�<br><br>
en bir ceviz a?ac?y?m G�lhane
Park?\'nda.�<br>
apraklar?m suda bal?k gibi k?v?l
k?v?l.�<br>
apraklar?m ipek mendil gibi tiril
tiril,�<br>
opar?ver, g�zlerinin, g�l�m, ya??n?
sil.�<br>
apraklar?m ellerimdir, tam y�z bin elim var.�<br>
�z
bin elle dokunurum sana, ?stanbul\'a.�<br>
apraklar?m
g�zlerimdir, ?a?arak bakar?m.�<br>
�z bin g�zle seyrederim
seni, ?stanbul\'u.�<br>
�z bin y�rek gibi �arpar, �arpar
yapraklar?m.�<br><br>
en bir ceviz a?ac?y?m G�lhane
Park?\'nda.�<br>
e sen bunun fark?ndas?n, ne polis
fark?nda.�<br><br>�<br>My head foaming clouds, sea inside me and
out�<br>
am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park�<br>
n old walnut,
knot by knot, shred by shred�<br>
either you are aware of this,
nor the police�<br><br>
am a walnut tree in Gulhane
Park�<br>
y leaves are nimble, nimble like fish in
water�<br>
y leaves are sheer, sheer like a silk
handkerchief�<br>
ick, wipe, my rose, the tear from your
eyes�<br>
y leaves are my hands, I have one hundred
thousand�<br>
touch you with one hundred thousand hands, I
touch Istanbul�<br>
y leaves are my eyes, I look in
amazement�<br>
watch you with one hundred thousand eyes, I
watch Istanbul�<br>
ike one hundred thousand hearts, beat, beat
my leaves�<br><br>
am a walnut tree in Gulhane
Park�<br>
either you are aware of this, nor the police�
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Muni(R) Date: November 3, 2014, 6:08 pm
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Great poet. Some of his work\'s greek translations have been set
to music by Thanos Mikroutsikos, Manos Loisos and
others.�
ere\'s one:�
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Nazim Hikmet
By: Angel/Poyraz Date: November 3, 2014, 6:54 pm
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Kar?ma Mektup Letter to My Wife
1-11-1933�<br>
ursa
Hapisanesi�<br><br>
ir tanem!�<br>
on mektubunda:�<br>
"Ba??m
s?zl?yor�<br>
�re?im sersem!\"�<br>
iyorsun.�<br>
"Seni
asarlarsa�<br>
eni
kaybedersem;\"�<br>
iyorsun;�<br>
"ya??yamam!\"�<br>
a?ars?n
kar?c???m,�<br>
ara bir duman gibi da??l?r hat?ram r�zgarda;
ya?ars?n kalbimin�<br>
?z?l sa�l? bac?s?�<br>
n fazla bir y?l
s�rer�<br>
irminci as?rl?larda�<br>
l�m
ac?s?.�<br><br>
l�m�<br>
ir ipte sallanan bir �l�.�<br>
u
�l�me bir t�rl��<br>
az? olmuyor g�nl�m.�<br>
akat�<br>
min
ol ki sevgilim;�<br>
avall? bir �ingenenin�<br>
?ll?, siyah
bir �r�mce?e benzeyen eli�<br>
ecirecekse e?er�<br>
pi
bo?az?ma,�<br>
avi g�zlerimde korkuyu g�rmek i�in�<br>
o?una
bakacaklar�<br>
az?ma!�<br><br><br>
en,�<br>
laca
karanl???nda son sabah?m?n�<br>
ostlar?m? ve seni
g�rece?im,�<br>
e yaln?z�<br>
ar? kalm?? bir ?ark?n?n
ac?s?n?�<br>
opra?a g�t�rece?im...�<br><br>
ar?m
benim!�<br>
yi y�rekli�<br>
lt?n renkli,�<br>
�zleri baldan
tatl? ar?m benim:�<br>
e diye yazd?m sana�<br>
stendi?ini
idam?m?n,�<br>
aha dava ilk ad?m?nda�<br>
e bir ?algam gibi
koparm?yorlar�<br>
ellesini adam?n.�<br><br>
aydi bunlara bo?
ver.�<br>
unlar uzak bir ihtimal.�<br>
aran varsa
e?er�<br>
ana fanila bir don al,�<br>
uttu baca??m?n siyatik
a?r?s?,�<br>
e unutma ki�<br>
aima iyi ?eyler
d�?�nmeli�<br>
ir mahbusun kar?s?.
1-11-1933�<br>
ursa
Prison�<br><br>
y one and only!�<br>
our last letter
says:�<br>
"My head is throbbing,�<br>
y heart is
stunned!\"�<br>
ou say:�<br>
"If they hang you,�<br>
f I lose
you,�<br>
\'ll die!\"�<br>
ou\'ll live, my dear-�<br>
y
memory will vanish like black smoke in the wind.�<br>
f course
you\'ll live, red-haired lady of my heart:�<br>
n the twentieth
century�<br>
rief lasts�<br>
t most a
year.�<br><br><br><br>
eath-�<br>
body swinging from a
rope.�<br>
y heart�<br>
an\'t accept such a
death.�<br>
ut�<br>
ou can bet�<br>
f some poor gypsy\'s
hairy black�<br>
pidery hand�<br>
lips a noose�<br>
round my
neck,�<br>
hey\'ll look in vain for fear�<br>
n
Nazim\'s�<br>
lue eyes!�<br>
n the twilight of my last
morning�<br><br>
�<br>
ill see my friends and you,�<br>
nd
I\'ll go�<br>
o my grave�<br>
egretting nothing but an
unfinished song...�<br><br><br>
y
wife!�<br>
ood-hearted,�<br>
olden,�<br>
yes sweeter than
honey-my bee!�<br>
hy did I write you�<br>
hey want to hang
me?�<br>
he trial has hardly begun,�<br>
nd they don\'t just
pluck a man\'s head�<br>
ike a turnip.�<br><br>
ook, forget
all this.�<br>
f you have any money,�<br>
uy me some flannel
underwear:�<br>
y sciatica is acting up again.�<br>
nd don\'t
forget,�<br>
prisoner\'s wife�<br>
ust always think good
thoughts.�<br><br><br>
ranslation by Randy Blasing and Mutlu
Konuk (1993)
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