We live freeAir is free, clouds are freeValleys and hills are freeRain and mud are freeThe outside of carsThe entrances of cinemasAnd the shop windows are freeBread and cheese cost money, butStale water is freeFreedom can cost your headBut prison is freeWe live free.
Category: Poetry
You and Me
JUST ABOUT I was just about to say your arrival is a blessing... Somebody else opened the door. MYTHE Nobody no longer can leave me alone. PERSPECTIVE When I look at you inside You are left outside. When I look at you outside I cannot fit you in me inside ULTRA When I put a … Continue reading You and Me
Transience
SEVGILERDESevgileri yarınlara bıraktınız Çekingen, tutuk, saygılı. Bütün yakınlarınız Sizi yanlış tanıdı. Bitmeyen işler yüzünden (Siz böyle olsun istemezdiniz) Bir bakış bile yeterken anlatmaya her şeyi Kalbinizi dolduran duygular Kalbinizde kaldı. AT LOVESYou postponed love to tomorrows Shy, timid, respectful. None of your close ones knew you well. Because of never ending work (and you never wanted … Continue reading Transience
Her and Me by Sait Faik Abasiyanik
I am running towards you in a boat to not to die, not to go insane... to live; to live far away from all the expectations to live... It is not warm the memory of her lips; no, it is not; Not the scent of her hair None of that. In days like these, when … Continue reading Her and Me by Sait Faik Abasiyanik
Taming of the Shrew
I am trying to escape from myself But myself always comes with me I told her so many times to stay put where she is She wouldn't listen Very stubborn myself Just like me I learned to let go of things Even things that are dear to me But myself wouldn't let go of me
Ziehende Landschaft by Hilde Domin
Man muß weggehen können und doch sein wie ein Baum: als bliebe die Wurzel im Boden, als zöge die Landschaft und wir ständen fest. Man muss den Atem anhalten, bis der Wind nachläßt und die fremde Luft um uns zu kreisen beginnt, bis das Spiel von Licht und Schatten, von Grün und Blau, die alten … Continue reading Ziehende Landschaft by Hilde Domin
Life Is Not a Laughing Matter
Nazim Hikmet is one my most favorite Turkish poets (the other is Orhan Veli).I can write so much about him. But I don't want to.I want his poem to fill in all the space. So few lines with so much content... Life is not a laughing matter you must live with great seriousnesslike a squirrel, … Continue reading Life Is Not a Laughing Matter
Reflections 