A gift for Arif Damar

O Diligent Like an Apple by İlhan Berk A gift for Arif Damar at the age of seventy. His watch is set to the time of ordinary people, to grass,  to insects. His papers are above rivers, rainbows and our footpaths. On his clothes and shoes. His pages are adjusted to the water’s flow. InContinue reading “A gift for Arif Damar”

Arif Damar: Tulin’s face

We were Poor We Loved the World by Arif Damar So distantSo beautifulIt turned out eventuallyThat I never saw that faceLike it had never existed When I am desolateHeartbrokenThe serene beautyOn Tulin’s faceHow it resemblesThe one on the blurredBrokenMissing glassOf a homeless memory On a dismal winter eveningDelicatePaleDarkHow it resemblesThe one I keep looking atSecretlyWhenContinue reading “Arif Damar: Tulin’s face”

Five Lines / Beş Satırla

Annelerin ninnilerinden From mothers’ lullabies spikerin okuduğu habere kadar, To news spouted by talking heads, yürekte, sokakta, kitapta, yenebilmek yalanı, To overcome lies in the heart, in the street, in books,  anlamak, sevgilim, o, ne müthiş bahtiyarlık, To discover, my love, the awesome good fortune, anlamak gideni ve gelmekte olanı. Of understanding what is goneContinue reading “Five Lines / Beş Satırla”