Hele bir de yağmur yağdığında!

The garden had been planned so that it was in bloom constantly from early March to late August, and in this way the colours seemed to migrate slowly, depending on which flowers were due to bloom, as if they sprang from a wheel, I thought at times, a roulette wheel turning extremely slowly.  For aContinue reading “Hele bir de yağmur yağdığında!”

It had always sounded here, whether there were people to hear it or not

How all sounds seemed far away, which made the silence there in the meadow seem conspicuous, almost penetrating. The sea opening up before us as we walked along carrying parasols and bags, how our gait changed as we stepped onto the beach and the sand gave way with each step, so that every movement forwardContinue reading “It had always sounded here, whether there were people to hear it or not”

Driving towards Oskarshamn

I had only taken this route [along the coast] a couple of times before, and it felt as if I was driving through the outer reaches of my memory, where I never knew what the next stretch would look like but still recognized it as soon as it appeared. It was a little like readingContinue reading “Driving towards Oskarshamn”

…that is April: buds, shoots, uncertainty, hesitation.

Now there was still something frugal about it all, the landscape lacked the deep fullness that came with summer, the green of the trees was still merely a tinge, for that is April: buds, shoots, uncertainty, hesitation. April lies between the great sleep and the great leap. April is the longing for something else, whereContinue reading “…that is April: buds, shoots, uncertainty, hesitation.”

Proust ve Niyet Edilmiş Hatırlama

When the book was published and the museum opened, the nature of the novel and the museum’s effect on visitors were often described as ‘Proustian.’ But I took this Proustian inspiration in a slightly different direction from what is usually understood by the term. The story Proust tells through the madeline is of an unconsciousContinue reading “Proust ve Niyet Edilmiş Hatırlama”

A day at the amusement park

Memory is a very interesting thing. I’ll tell you about a well-known experiment in psychology. They showed a group of people pictures from their childhood. Most pictures were of things that had really happened. One picture, of an amusement park, was phony. They planted images of the children in a photo of the park, whichContinue reading “A day at the amusement park”

Adding new details and events

His dead were prisoners of time, they walked as if nothing could have stopped them during the time that had stretched before them when they were born and the moment death had intercepted them, they’d been trapped in time between birth and death. When they went backward they could go no further than their birthsContinue reading “Adding new details and events”

My dungeon shook

There is no reason for you to try to become like white people and there is no basis whatever for their impertinent assumption that they must accept you. The really terrible thing, old buddy, is that you must accept them. And I mean that very seriously. You must accept them and accept them with love.Continue reading “My dungeon shook”