I was interviewed last month by the Turkish-Kurdish newspaper “Yeni Hayat” in Toronto so I thought I would post the interview here for my Turkish readers. The original poem “In Search of the Little Boy of Istanbul” appeared in a previous issue of the newspaper - in Turkish and Kurdish. I have asked [...]
In his land, I want to lie down upon the harsh sand that burns the skin or to stand at the edge of a mountain where the wind blows a horrible cruel whisper like a silent shriek across the burnt sky. It is the shriek, like a scream when the mouth is open and [...]
İstanbul’da Bir Küçük Çocuğu Arayış
İstanbul’u Hayal Et.
Nehirlerin denize kavuştuğu,
Gemilerin açıldığı,
Trafiğin kükrediği,
Galata köprüsünde
Erkeklerin balık tuttuğu,
İnsanların
Cennet ve klimalar
İçin dua ettiği
İstanbul’da
Küçük bir çocuğu arıyorum.
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Sınce I lıve ın a country which has at least two major languages, but probably three and since I have no fear of language, one day I decided to have the poem translated into French. And still, I have not lost my identity. I think - how lovely, in another language. It [...]
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