The heart of the Alexandrian Library was its collection of books. The organizers combed all the cultures and languages of the world. They sent agents abroad to buy up libraries. Commercial ships docking in Alexandria were searched by the police — not for contraband, but for books. The scrolls were borrowed, copied, and then returnedContinue reading “Alexandrian Library”
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Running Up That Hill
from The Annotated Alice — Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There Alice Açıklamalı Notlarıyla —Aynanın İçinden by Lewis Carroll & edited by Martin Gardner çeviren: Müge Sözen “Ben yalnızca bahçenin nasıl olduğunu görmek istedim Majesteleri…” “I only wanted to see what the garden was like, your Majesty—” “Tamam,” dedi Kraliçe onun başınıContinue reading “Running Up That Hill”
Soft Bed Silence
from The Annotated Alice — Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There Alice Açıklamalı Notlarıyla —Aynanın İçinden by Lewis Carroll & edited by Martin Gardner çeviren: Müge Sözen “Hepiniz nasıl bu kadar güzel konuşuyorsunuz?” dedi Alice, bir iltifatla çiçeği yumuşatmayı umarak, “Daha önce bir sürü bahçede bulundum, ama hiçbir çiçek konuşamıyordu.” “How isContinue reading “Soft Bed Silence”
This could be an allegory for…
from Son Oyun, Ahmet Altan: Galiba o anda, hayatımın değişiceğini hissetmiştim, bunu anlatmak çok zor, o gülüş ve hemen ardından gelen o tutuşun bir başlangıç olduğunu nasıl anlamış olduğumu anlatamam, sadece anlamıştım işte. It was probably in that moment that I sensed that my life was going to change. It’s so hard to understandContinue reading “This could be an allegory for…”
Why tell about the dark wood
Midway in the journey of our life I came to myself in a dark wood, for the straight way was lost. Yaşam yolumuzun ortasında karanlık bir ormanda buldum kendimi, çünkü doğru yol yitmişti. Ah, how hard it is to tell the nature of that wood, savage, dense, and harsh — the very thought of itContinue reading “Why tell about the dark wood”
To wonder
For we, which now behold these present days, Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise. Biz ki güzelliğini bu çağlarda görürüz, Gözlerimiz hayran da dillerimiz övgüsüz. Shakespeare Çeviren: Talât Sait Halman
Yalnız eskiler varsa
If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how our brains are beguiled… Yeni hiçbir şey yoksa, yalnız eskiler varsa Demek ki beynimize oynanan bir oyun var… Shakespeare Çeviren: Talât Sait Halman
Sıralanabilir
From Simulacra and Simulation, Jean Baudrillard Such is simulation, insofar as it is opposed to representation. Representation stems from the principle of the equivalence of the sign and of the real (even if this equivalence is utopian, it is a fundamental axiom). Simulation, on the contrary, stems from the utopia of the principle of equivalence,Continue reading “Sıralanabilir”
Spirits of another sort
PUCK My fairy lord, this must be done with haste, For night’s swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora’s harbinger; At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there, Troop home to church-yards: damned spirit all, That in cross-ways and floods have burial, Already to their wormy beds are gone; For fearContinue reading “Spirits of another sort”
Those be rubies
Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon’s sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green: The cowslips tell her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies,Continue reading “Those be rubies”