Nazim Hikmet

Nazim Hikmet

Nâzım Hikmet Ran (15 January 1902 – 3 June 1963),[3][4] commonly known as Nâzım Hikmet (Turkish: [naːˈzɯm hicˈmet] (About this soundlisten)), was a Turkish poet, playwright, noveliБольше
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#after1 мин. чтения

After Release From Prison

Awake
Where are you
At home
Still unaccustomed- awake or sleeping- to being in your own home

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#letter2 мин. чтения

Letter To My Wife

Bursa
My one and only
Your last letter says:"My head is throbbing,               my heart is stunned
"You say:"If they hang you,           if I lose you,                     I'll die

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#the2 мин. чтения

The Miniature Woman

The Blue-Eyed Giant, the Miniature Woman and the Honeysuckle He was a blue-eyed giant,
He loved a miniature woman
The woman's dream was of a miniature house with a garden where honeysuckle grows in a riot of colours that sort of house

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#the2 мин. чтения

The Walnut Tree

my head foaming clouds, sea inside me and out I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park an old walnut, knot by knot, shred by shred Neither you are aware of this, nor the police I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park My leaves are nimble, nimble like fish in...

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#last2 мин. чтения

Last Will And Testament

Comrades, if I don't live to see the day— I mean,if I die before freedom comes —take me awayand bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia
The worker Osman whom Hassan Bey ordered shotcan lie on one side of me, and on the other sidethe martyr ...

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#you1 мин. чтения

You

You are my enslavement and my
You are my flesh burning like a raw summer
You are my
You are the green silks in hazel

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#our eyes2 мин. чтения

Our Eyes

Our eyes are limpid drops of water
In each drop exists a tiny sign of our geniuswhich has given life to cold iron
Our eyes are limpid drops of watermerged absolutely in the Oceanthat you could hardly recognize the drop in a block of ice ...

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#lion2 мин. чтения

Lion In An Iron Cage

Look at the lion in the iron cage,look deep into his eyes: like two naked steel daggers they sparkle with anger
But he never loses his dignity although his anger comes and goes goes and comes
You couldn't find a place for a collarround h...

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#hymn2 мин. чтения

Hymn To Life

The hair falling on your forehead                           suddenly lifted
Suddenly something stirred on the ground
The trees are whispering                        in the dark
Your bare arms will be cold

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#samet1 мин. чтения

To Samet Vurgun

I finally made it to your city,but I was late,
Samet,we couldn't get together:
I was late by the space of death
I didn't want to hear your voiceon tape, samet --I can't look at pictures of the deadwithout totally dying

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#today1 мин. чтения

Today Is Sunday

Today is Sunday
For the first time they took me out into the sun today
And for the first time in my life I was aghast that the sky is so far away and so blue and so vast I stood there without a motion
Then I sat on the ground with r...

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#the2 мин. чтения

The Strangest Creature On Earth

You're like a scorpion, my brother,you live in cowardly darkness like a scorpion
You're like a sparrow, my brother,always in a sparrow's flutter
You're like a clam, my brother,closed like a clam, content,
And you're frightening, my ...

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