Figs + Salvador Dalí

Figs – İncirler by Edna St. Vincent Millay  First Fig – Birinci İncir My candle burns at both ends; Mumum iki ucundan yakıyor; It will not last the night; Sabaha kadar tutunamıyor; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— Ama valla, düşmanlarım,  ve valla, arkadaşlarım —  It gives a lovely light! Ne güzel korlaşıyor!Continue reading “Figs + Salvador Dalí”

Sabahattin Ali makes melodrama sort of charming

Çocuklar Gibi – Like Children by Sabahattin Ali Bende hiç tükenmez bir hayat vardıKırlara yayılan ilkbahar gibiKalbim hiç durmadan hızla çarpardıGöğsümün içinde ateş var gibi My life was one that never faded out Like expanses of prairie in the spring My heart beat quickly and ceaselessly As if I had a fire within my breastContinue reading “Sabahattin Ali makes melodrama sort of charming”

Fan mail, 1901

What shall I say more? I have sounded your name defiantly through a college where it was either unknown or known faintly and darkly. I have claimed for you your rightful place in the history of the drama. I have shown what, as it seemed to me, was your highest excellence — your lofty impersonalContinue reading “Fan mail, 1901”

Power to poison sleep

We rest; a dream has power to poison sleep. We rise; one wand’ring thought pollutes the day. We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh, or weep, Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away; It is the same: for, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free. Man’s yesterday may ne’erContinue reading “Power to poison sleep”