Nazim Hikmet in English poem poet
(1902, Salonica - June 3, 1963, Moscow)
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- THE WALNUT
TREE," my head foaming clouds, sea
inside me and out / I am a walnut tree in Gulhane
- TODAY IS
SUNDAY," Today is Sunday. For the
first time they took me out into the sun
- Translation by Talat Sait Halman, [Türkçe]
Sunday," Today's Sunday They took me
out into the sun"
- Translation by Gun Gencer, [Türkçe]
SAD STATE OF FREEDOM," You waste the
attention of your eyes, / the glittering labour
of your hands,"
SPRING PIECE LEFT IN THE MIDDLE ,"
Taut, thick fingers punch / the teeth of my
- ABOUT MY POETRY ,"
I have no silver-saddled horse to ride, / no
inheritance to live on,"
- AUTOBIOGRAPHY ,"
I was born in 1902 / I never once went back to my
birthplace / I don't like to turn back"
- ANGINA PECTORIS ,"
If half my heart is here, doctor, / the other
half is in China"
- DON QUIXOTE,"
The knight of immortal youth / at the age of
fifty found his mind in his heart"
AND SI-YA-U (The complete poem)
- HYMN TO LIFE ,"
The hair falling on your forehead / suddenly
lifted. / Suddenly something stirred on the
WILL AND TESTAMENT ," Comrades, if I
don't live to see the day / - I mean,if I die
before freedom comes -"
- LETTER TO MY
WIFE , " My one and only! / Your
last letter says: / ``My head is throbbing, / my
heart is stunned!'' "
FROM A MAN IN SOLITARY ," I carved
your name on my watchband / with my
- ON LIVING ,"
Living is no laughing matter: / you must live
with great seriousness / like a squirrel, for
- OUR EYES,"
Our eyes / are limpid / drops of water."
- ] || [Turkce]
- PLEA ," This
country shaped like the head of a mare / Coming
full gallop from far off Asia"
- REGARDING ART ,"
Sometimes, I, too, tell the ah's / of my heart
one by one / like the blood-red beads"
ADVICE TO THOSE WHO WILL SERVE TIME IN PRISON ,"
If instead of being hanged by the neck / you're
thrown inside / for not giving up hope"
- THE BLUE
EYED GIANT," He was a blue-eyed
giant, / He loved a miniature woman."
STRANGEST CREATURE ON EARTH ,"
You're like a scorpion, my brother, / you live in
cowardly darkness / like a scorpion."
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