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FAZIL HÜSNÜ DAGLARCA Seçme Siirler * Selected Poems |
Translated by Talat Sait Halman |
Akdeniz Þiirleri
Sen Deniz Gök,
Bir an dursanýz uykuda
Büyür bir yosun geceye karþý.
Tedirgin olur ölüler
Bir an yaslansanýz karanlýða,
Sen Deniz Gök.
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Dalarým engine
Ki yaþadýðým
Anýladýðýmdýr.
Roma'yla Kartaca'nýn arasýnda
Yüzer, sevgi sevgi
Ýstanbul.
Böler bir kuþ düþüncemi ikiye
Maviden
Yarýda kalýr içki.
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Dersin ki
Ellerimize deðecek
Yýldýzlar
Büyüyecek büyüyecek de.
Dersin ki
Bir aydýnlýðý var
Sevgililer için,
Karanlýk sessiz de.
Dersin ki
Uyuyamýyorum
Yalnýzýz
Gece, mavi de.
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Sessizdi yeryüzü
Yeryüzünde bircik Akdeniz vardý
Akdenizde
Yalnýz ikimiz.
Beni seviyor musun dedim,
Yumdu gozlerini uzaklýða,
Tam sorulacak an, diye gülümsedi,
Tam sorulacak yer.
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Bir kocaman yeþil bir kocaman boz
Yellerde
Çarpar birbirine çarpar enginlere dek.
Dalgalarýn ucunda yýldýzlarýn ucu
Her köpük bir fýrtýna
Her köpük bir evren.
Þu deniz þu gök gizlenebilir
Seni sevdiðim
Gizlenemez.
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Havaya da yalýma da aðaca da benzer ama
En çok suya benzer
Sevgimiz.
Morluðun acýsý var sonu yok
Karýþýr yaþamýmýza
Kendiliðinden.
Herkes ölünce toprak olurmuþ
Hayýr hayýr
Bizim su olacaðýmýz besbelli.
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Akdeniz enginlerde kararmaktadýr
Ama
Ben
Öyle maviyim ki.
Akdeniz bir gitmiþlikle eski, uzak,
Ama
Ben
Sahibi gibiyim yýldýzlarýn.
Akdeniz seni bir daha yaratamaz
Ama
Ben
Seni bir daha sevebilirim.
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Deli gibi bir gürültu, ansýzýn,
Yýrtýlýrcasýna yarýlýr sessizlik,
Düþünür Akdeniz.
Ýþte uçaklar geçer havalarýndan
Kalýr mavilik üstünde apak izleri,
Akdeniz anlar ve sever.
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Denizdir,
Her akþam üstü
Bütün düþüncelerde
Gelip gider.
7nin le
Acýsý
Uzunluðu
Aksi.
Ve gece yarýsýdýr bu masmavi þey,
Senin
Uzaklarda
Unuttuðun sessizlik.
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Duymuþtun
Bu türküyü
Çok eskiden de.
Bu türküyle anýlarsýn yelden
Yeþilden
Kadýrgalarýn dibindeki sessiz yosunlarý.
Bu Akdeniz dalgalarýnda bu türküde sen
Varsýn ýþýl ýþýl
Ve yoksun biraz.
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Ýyice düþün bu bütün yaþamamýzdýr.
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Poems of the Mediterranean
You, sea-sky,
If you stop a moment in sleep,
Seaweeds grow against the night.
Dead men become restless
If you lean a moment on the dark,
You, sea-sky.
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I plunge into the horizon,
For what I live
Is what I can recall.
Between Rome and Carthage
Floats, love by love,
Istanbul.
A bird splits my thoughts
From the blue.
My drink remains unfinished.
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You say
Stars
Will touch our hands
In an endless growth.
You say
Darkness
Is bright for lovers
Because it keeps quiet.
You say
I can't go to sleep.
We are alone,
And the night is blue.
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The globe was calm
With only the Mediterranean on it.
On the Mediterranean,
Just the two of us.
I said, "Do you love me?"
She closed her eyes to the horizons.
"Just the moment to ask," she smiled,
"Just the place to ask."
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A mass of green, a mass of gray
Over the winds,
They collide, and both crash into the horizon.
A rim of the stars on the crest of the waves --
Each foam is a tempest,
Each tempest, a world.
The sea and the sky may be concealed.
My love for you
Cannot be hidden.
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It's like air and flame and tree
But most of all like water,
This love of ours.
Purple has anguish but no end.
It blends into our life
By itself.
They say man turns to dust at death.
No, not us...
Clearly we shall turn to water.
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The Mediterranean grows dark on the horizons,
But
I am
Blue all over.
The Mediterranean is bygone and far as you go,
But
I am
The owner of the stars.
The Mediterranean cannot create you anew,
But
I
Can love you again.
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A frantic clamor erupts,
And silence is suddenly shattered.
The Mediterranean deepens in thought.
Airplanes cruise the sky.
Their white traces cling to the blue.
The Mediterranean understands and loves.
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It is the sea.
Each evening
In all thoughts
It comes and goes.
Seven to none --
Its agony,
Its duration,
Its echo.
This deep blue thing is midnight,
The silence
You forgot
Far away.
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You had heard
This song
In the old days too.
The song evokes in the wind
From green
The quiet weeds on the bottom of galleons.
In the Mediterranean's waves and in this song
You are alive, sparkling,
And somehow you don't exist.
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Think hard; this is all of our living.
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