Trash bins

Trash Bins (Çöp Bidonları) by Ayten Mutlu  they are arriving, one after the other, inopportunelyhaving traveled by candlelight since extinguishedthe invisible musicians of a losing battlesome have died while livingsome living with death they are drawing the rain’s sharpened sword as if building up dark spells where memories are erased from memories exhausted from notContinue reading “Trash bins”

The landscape changes

Seni Düşünmek – To Think of You by Nazım Hikmet Seni düşünmek güzel şey, ümitli şey To think of you is a beautiful thing, a hopeful thing Dünyanın en güzel sesindenEn güzel şarkıyı dinlemek gibi bir şey It’s as if listening to the most beautiful song sung by the world’s most beautiful voice Fakat artık ümitContinue reading “The landscape changes”

Arkadaşınızın anlattığı hikaye yaşanmış olabilir, doğru değil

The story your friend told might have actually happened, but it’s not true. I, who, have seen everyone, have not been seen by anyone for many a year: deep under plaster they buried my fragile face, the most mysterious angel of the east. But I heard every single fragment of sound, I felt every movementContinue reading “Arkadaşınızın anlattığı hikaye yaşanmış olabilir, doğru değil”

Sustu kaldı, geriye geriye çekilerek

The woman is not in sight, not on either side, not on the balcony not on the lanai it seems she enclosed herself in loneliness the lounger, the book, her eye-glasses lay thereby she hushed and drew herself back she knows every dialogue changes something in our lives. Gülten Akın, “Don’t Hush” (English translation: GökçenurContinue reading “Sustu kaldı, geriye geriye çekilerek”

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”

Porpoises

We were out on the fjord in the rowing boat, the sky was grey and heavy. Before us lay Lihesten, a long, almost vertical cliff which rises straight from the fjord to a height of several hundred meters, in some places visible as a darker, slate-colored wall deep in the fog. My hair was damp.Continue reading “Porpoises”

Minerva with the Muses

No, the menace of the supernatural is that it attacks where modern minds are weakest, where we have abandoned our protective armor of superstition and have no substitute defense. — Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House Hayır, doğaüstü olayların tehlikesi çağdaş zihinlerin en zayıf olduğu noktadan saldırmalarıdır; o yerde koruyucu batıl inanç zırhımızı çıkarmış,Continue reading “Minerva with the Muses”

Two steps

“Can’t you see two steps in front of you?” — Franz Kafka, The Trial (English translation: Breon Mitchell) “İki adım ötesini göremiyor musun sen?” (Çeviren: Funda Reşit) Painting by Deniz Ateşböceği