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Before, these lines starts to write,
I wanted to prepare myself a cup of coffee.
opened the cover of Jar,
Sweet smell of coffee which is spride ...
I think, we all know that smell.
At that moment,
I think about my own life smell of coffee
and colours of my own life ..
Yesterday, there was a beautifull Istanbul morning in my life of colour..
Morning at 11.00, in Ciragan Palace
Had a classical music concert.
Flute, violin, harp ...
John Sabastian Bach, Wolfrang Amadeus Mozart, J. Pachebel
And Greensleeves ...
I put in my bag my camera and photograph
Precisely at 10.00 I arrive at the Palace garden.
The Bosporus right side.
Far away,
Topkapi Palace, Sultanahmet Mosque and the silhouette
Galata Tower flag staff
in the blowing wind
Was lost in a fog.
On the left, there was The Bosporus Bridge and flaying seagulls which quietly.
after take some photos
on the gren grass,
in a wooden bench
I Watched Istanbul
wirt plesuare ...
I thought.. ...
A city becomes so beautifull ...
I suppose, the swimming pool water is hot ...
An intensive water vapour is highing
at the Bridge foot ..
A human fathom in deep water ...
At that moment, I wanted the presentation;
Only in this water for swimming
Surely one day
I will live one night
İn Ciragan Palace …
... ...
31.01.2010 -09.54
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31 Ocak 2010 Pazar
KAHVE KOKUSU ve HAYATIN RENKLERI
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KAHVE KOKUSU ve HAYATIN RENKLERI
Bu satirlari yazmaya baslamadan once,
Kendime bir fincan kahve hazirlamak istedim.
Kavanozun kapagini cevirince,
Mis gibi kahve kokusu yayildi once…
Hepimiz biliriz bu kokuyu bence.
O anda aklimdan,
Kendi hayatimin kahve kokusu ve
Kendi hayatimin renkleri gecti..
Dun, guzel bir Istanbul sabahi vardi hayatim renklerinde.
Sabah 11.00’de, Ciragan Sarayinda
Klasik muzik konseri vardi.
Flut, keman, arp…
John Sabastian Bach,Wolfrang Amadeus Mozart,J.Pachebel
Ve Greensleeves…
Cantama fotograf makinemi ve kamerami yerlestirdim
Saat tam 10.00’da Sarayin bahcesine geldim.
Bogazin sag tarafinda.
Uzaklarda,
Topkapi Sarayinin, Sulatanahmet Camiinin silueti ve
Galata Kulesinin bayrak diregi
hafif esen ruzdarda
Sisler icinde bir gorunup bir kayboluyordu.
Sol tarafta, Bogazici Koprusu ve sessizce ucan martilar vardi.
Fotograflarimi cektikten sonra,
Cimenliklerde,
Tahta bir bankin uzerinde
Istanbul’u seyrettim
Husu icinde…
Bir sehir bu kadar mi guzel olur…
Diye gecirdim aklimdan…
Havuzun sulari sanirim sicakti…
Yogun bir su buhari yukseliyordu
Koprunun ayaklarina dogru..
Bir insan kulac atiyordu sularin derinliginde…
O anda, sunu istedim;
Sadece bu sularda yuzebilmek icin
Bir gun mutlaka
Ciraganda
Geceleyecegim…
……
31.01.2010 -09.54
Efsun
KAHVE KOKUSU ve HAYATIN RENKLERI
Bu satirlari yazmaya baslamadan once,
Kendime bir fincan kahve hazirlamak istedim.
Kavanozun kapagini cevirince,
Mis gibi kahve kokusu yayildi once…
Hepimiz biliriz bu kokuyu bence.
O anda aklimdan,
Kendi hayatimin kahve kokusu ve
Kendi hayatimin renkleri gecti..
Dun, guzel bir Istanbul sabahi vardi hayatim renklerinde.
Sabah 11.00’de, Ciragan Sarayinda
Klasik muzik konseri vardi.
Flut, keman, arp…
John Sabastian Bach,Wolfrang Amadeus Mozart,J.Pachebel
Ve Greensleeves…
Cantama fotograf makinemi ve kamerami yerlestirdim
Saat tam 10.00’da Sarayin bahcesine geldim.
Bogazin sag tarafinda.
Uzaklarda,
Topkapi Sarayinin, Sulatanahmet Camiinin silueti ve
Galata Kulesinin bayrak diregi
hafif esen ruzdarda
Sisler icinde bir gorunup bir kayboluyordu.
Sol tarafta, Bogazici Koprusu ve sessizce ucan martilar vardi.
Fotograflarimi cektikten sonra,
Cimenliklerde,
Tahta bir bankin uzerinde
Istanbul’u seyrettim
Husu icinde…
Bir sehir bu kadar mi guzel olur…
Diye gecirdim aklimdan…
Havuzun sulari sanirim sicakti…
Yogun bir su buhari yukseliyordu
Koprunun ayaklarina dogru..
Bir insan kulac atiyordu sularin derinliginde…
O anda, sunu istedim;
Sadece bu sularda yuzebilmek icin
Bir gun mutlaka
Ciraganda
Geceleyecegim…
……
31.01.2010 -09.54
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30 Ocak 2010 Cumartesi
27 Ocak 2010 Çarşamba
17 Ocak 2010 Pazar
A MAGICAL AND COLD AN ISTANBUL PARTS
January 16, 2010.
Time 19:45.(07,45 pm)
On the Halic Bridge, waiting for time to be 20.10.(08,10 pm)
Efsun, Irmak, Selatin from Istanbul
Barbara from Crete
Irini, Hristos from Athens
And waiting for other people of Istanbul people on the bridge ....
The rain, bit by bit to intensify . Irini, closed all her face with scarf and we, too.
Our face, to face of the Golden Horn ..
waiting and expecting ...
The time was 20.10(08,10pm)....
And no move and no sound.
Just a small boat is sending 2 tiny firework to the sky on the right.
We are traying to be hot in the cold and rain night and jumping on the bridge.
We are waiting, waiting, waiting ....
Saat 20.30 .. (08,30.pm)
Irini, Hristos and Selatin no more wait and whom decided to go directly to Sultanahmet.
We do not give up
Expect and wait
the bridge to started empty …
Time 20.45 (08.45.pm)
We are speaking between us which we are WAITING to GODOT.
In the meantime, I feel that book and think what’s wonderful work ...
If explode ....
Wait ...
we decided to go and to speak that the boat which two fireworks were sent..
We saw another boat which they are giving hot turkish tee nad warm atmosphere..
We enter directly inside..
İn side crowded and full of WAITING GODOT's people
Waiter, a round does not make our tee..
Without waiting for more from the boat and go out
We are still on the bridge.
Time 21.00.(09,00.pm)
our face to face Golden Horn...
Expect ...
We are waiting.
Decided.
We will go to Sultanahmet
And take a taxi for Sultanhamet.
Sultanahmet Square, Hagia Sofya are resplendent..
Mercan Dede’s a breath music is spread to:
In Sultanahmet trees branch, Aya Sophia’s towers , in Aya Irini’s waiting pigeons wings,
And seagulls which to soaring fly on the Bosphorous ,
The leaf of the rain,
On the light, on the shadow,
İn the leaf of life to us...
Suddenly a woman whom red dresses is starting to rotate herselfs
Many white men behind ... ..
Rotating
Rotating
On the rostrum ...
we are listenig to Mercan Dede’s breath music from leaf of trees and drops of rain ...
Multiple skies became brilliant ...
Colorful ....
raining light from the sky ...
Full hill from our top ...
yellows, purples ... oranges ...
rain…
Rain ....
Giant screen at the same time Halic (Golden Horn) is seeing ...
But for us too late presence ...
We are happy to be in Sultanahmet
we dont contrite
we are under the Aya Sophia’s wings ....
show is finishing slowly slowly ..
Guests whom under the rain are diffusung slowly slowly ...
Cold ...
Rain ....
we see many chestnut and Sahlep (spotted orchid) seller..
……..
while we sup quietly to our sahlep, we are walking to Sultanahmet tram station with a temperature of chestnuts in our pockets ...
17/01/2010
Time: 08.49(a.m)
Istanbul-Efsun
http://www.mercandede.com/
Time 19:45.(07,45 pm)
On the Halic Bridge, waiting for time to be 20.10.(08,10 pm)
Efsun, Irmak, Selatin from Istanbul
Barbara from Crete
Irini, Hristos from Athens
And waiting for other people of Istanbul people on the bridge ....
The rain, bit by bit to intensify . Irini, closed all her face with scarf and we, too.
Our face, to face of the Golden Horn ..
waiting and expecting ...
The time was 20.10(08,10pm)....
And no move and no sound.
Just a small boat is sending 2 tiny firework to the sky on the right.
We are traying to be hot in the cold and rain night and jumping on the bridge.
We are waiting, waiting, waiting ....
Saat 20.30 .. (08,30.pm)
Irini, Hristos and Selatin no more wait and whom decided to go directly to Sultanahmet.
We do not give up
Expect and wait
the bridge to started empty …
Time 20.45 (08.45.pm)
We are speaking between us which we are WAITING to GODOT.
In the meantime, I feel that book and think what’s wonderful work ...
If explode ....
Wait ...
we decided to go and to speak that the boat which two fireworks were sent..
We saw another boat which they are giving hot turkish tee nad warm atmosphere..
We enter directly inside..
İn side crowded and full of WAITING GODOT's people
Waiter, a round does not make our tee..
Without waiting for more from the boat and go out
We are still on the bridge.
Time 21.00.(09,00.pm)
our face to face Golden Horn...
Expect ...
We are waiting.
Decided.
We will go to Sultanahmet
And take a taxi for Sultanhamet.
Sultanahmet Square, Hagia Sofya are resplendent..
Mercan Dede’s a breath music is spread to:
In Sultanahmet trees branch, Aya Sophia’s towers , in Aya Irini’s waiting pigeons wings,
And seagulls which to soaring fly on the Bosphorous ,
The leaf of the rain,
On the light, on the shadow,
İn the leaf of life to us...
Suddenly a woman whom red dresses is starting to rotate herselfs
Many white men behind ... ..
Rotating
Rotating
On the rostrum ...
we are listenig to Mercan Dede’s breath music from leaf of trees and drops of rain ...
Multiple skies became brilliant ...
Colorful ....
raining light from the sky ...
Full hill from our top ...
yellows, purples ... oranges ...
rain…
Rain ....
Giant screen at the same time Halic (Golden Horn) is seeing ...
But for us too late presence ...
We are happy to be in Sultanahmet
we dont contrite
we are under the Aya Sophia’s wings ....
show is finishing slowly slowly ..
Guests whom under the rain are diffusung slowly slowly ...
Cold ...
Rain ....
we see many chestnut and Sahlep (spotted orchid) seller..
……..
while we sup quietly to our sahlep, we are walking to Sultanahmet tram station with a temperature of chestnuts in our pockets ...
17/01/2010
Time: 08.49(a.m)
Istanbul-Efsun
http://www.mercandede.com/
1 Ocak 2010 Cuma
THIS MORNING THAT A NEW *
In this morning,
the white clouds, on the sky is new
my looks feeling is a new
the wind which blowing and carring clouds , is a new
On the neighbours roof, to manage to eat a small bread that’s seagulls white feathers is a new
Far away, near the small lake, standing alone a pine is a new
in Zincirlikuyu Graveyard,
quietly to sleep Eren Uncle’s red carnation is a new
A drop tear from my cheek to mourn is a new
His grandchilds Christmas tree thats waiting to present is a new
In his fancy friends hearts of heartbreak is a new
while swallowing my thorat lament is a new
Waiting for him to outdoor his shoes, is a new
To live years that will live without Eren Amca’s , is a new
His new space in the universe is a new
His space in the new star of infinite, is a new
His new place in my heart that my lament ,is a new………………………….
…………………….
……………..
(01.01.2010-morning 10.18.cloudy and calm morning)
* for my lovely Eren uncle’s.
the white clouds, on the sky is new
my looks feeling is a new
the wind which blowing and carring clouds , is a new
On the neighbours roof, to manage to eat a small bread that’s seagulls white feathers is a new
Far away, near the small lake, standing alone a pine is a new
in Zincirlikuyu Graveyard,
quietly to sleep Eren Uncle’s red carnation is a new
A drop tear from my cheek to mourn is a new
His grandchilds Christmas tree thats waiting to present is a new
In his fancy friends hearts of heartbreak is a new
while swallowing my thorat lament is a new
Waiting for him to outdoor his shoes, is a new
To live years that will live without Eren Amca’s , is a new
His new space in the universe is a new
His space in the new star of infinite, is a new
His new place in my heart that my lament ,is a new………………………….
…………………….
……………..
(01.01.2010-morning 10.18.cloudy and calm morning)
* for my lovely Eren uncle’s.
Bu Sabah Yeni Olanlar
BU SABAH YENI OLANLAR*
Bu sabah,gokyuzunde suzulen beyaz bulutlar yeni
Benim; bulutlarin gokyuzunde yeni oldugunu hisseden bakisim yeni
Bulutlari usul usul tasiyan, esen ruzgar yeni
Karsidaki catida,ekmek kirintilarini yemeye calisan
Beyaz martinin kanadindaki beyaz tuy yeni
Uzaklarda, issiz bir gol kenarinda
Tek basina bekleyen cam agaci yeni
Zincirlikuyu Mezarliginda
Sessizce uykuya dalan Eren Amcanin yamacindaki
Kirmizi karanfil yeni,
Yanagimdan suzulen bir damla gozyasi yeni
Torunlarinin evinde yeniyil hediyelerini saklayan cam agaci yeni
Sevenlerinin yureginde
Eren Amcanin acisi yeni
Yutkunurken bogazimda dugumlenen huzunler yeni
Kapisinin onunde onu bekleyen ayakkabilar yeni
Artik Eren Amcasiz yasanacak yillar yeni
Onun bu evrende yarattigi bosluk yeni…
Onun,uzayin sonsuz boslugunda isildayan yildizi yeni
Onun yerinin bambaska oldugunu hisseden yuregimin acisi yeni….
(01.01.2010-sabah 10.18.bulutlu ve sakin bir sabah)
*Eren Amca icin.
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