5 Ekim 2013 Cumartesi
You asked me for poems
Poems of joy and happiness
Adventures into the known and the unknown
Poems from the depths of being
Of being together
Full of smiling faces and hippos drawn as small as cockroaches
Aimless night drives to alleviate pangs of hunger
Sneaking invitations for delights to come.
Don’t you know that poems are sad?
Suleyman effendi and Alfred J. Prufrock live with us
Timeless trains of misery leave Haydarpasa station every minute
On the minute
Who was I to change the hieroglyphs of Boddhisatwa
and the kyrie eleisons of the man made of wood
Sonnets were not my style.
Today it is different
It is time to redefine
Not to seek joy in sadness
Nor to conquer empathy in depression
Just sit back (or forward) and say:
It is good to travel with you,
- Pictionary games with kids and friends
- Driving Daughter late at night in Riyadh, KSA, to get her to sleep
- Suleyman Effendi, character in Orhan Veli poem
- Trains and Haydarpasa Station : Reference to "Human Landscapes From My Country", Nazim Hikmet
Hieroglyphs, Boddhisatwa, Kyrie Eleison, Man Made of Wood : from poems by Asaf Halet Celebi
These are not all.
Yet, why post more.
Sharing with each other
On this 68th,
Or is it 69th?
Some day in Virgo September. 2012
To have been born to end war in 1944,
Or to stop others later.
Just life and joy
And lives and joys
What you get
Is what you get
Is so much
When given freely
Did not appear by mistake
But did not ask.
All the faces
And all the bodies
Are with us today
And will be,
Many thanks to them,