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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Let It Snow?

December 24, 2014

I remember my first memories, not vivid, but I do remember the white of the snow. Not just the colour or the cold of it, but also the happiness and joy it brought together. However as a person that grew up in a city that is close to the coast of Aegean Sea (not close in an Italian sense: In Italy a town as far as my town from the coast would be far to the coast, look at the map if you want to see it; in Turkish terms close). At almost 40 degrees latitude, close to Aegean Sea, you don't have a strong winter, so snow was a miraculous event! 

Once or twice in every winter it would snow and there would be, the most, 2-3 cm snow cover, which would eventually melt in couple of hours. So, while making a snowman was hard, if you were fast enough, you could do it while it still snows. And yes; it would stand for a while... That's why, when I have been placed to Erciyes University after the University Student Selection Examination, I was happy that I was going to a city that was snow covered throughout winter. 



All dreams come to an end quickly. The very first year I moved there, and even in the second week of the snow, I started hating it! Enjoying something and living with it is completely different, I have faced it then.

Long story short, 10 years passed since, and the city once covered with snow from November till April, now sees snow once or twice throughout the winter. Last year it snowed for 3 days starting on December 10th. By Christmas, there was no snow cover. That was all the snow for the whole winter. I remember times that it used to snow continuously for a week and a half, non-stop. 2015 winter has just arrived and it snowed on December 22nd and not as much as last year. 





Now I miss snow, not just for the joy of it, but also for nature. We grow and see the world with our big eyes differently, while keeping the kid inside...

Did someone say Global warming?...



(Photographs are taken by (in order of appearance) Mehmet Ali Kayıhan and myself)

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Memories...

August 21, 2011
I've forgotten...
Forgotten many of them...
Even more than you would think...
All the memories now,
are all just a surprise moment,
as I see pictures,
watch videos,
read letters...

Surprises,
for a time period,
that has been lived
and eventually ended.

Ended,
for good...
for all...

Now....
I'm not worried,
but happy...

Saturday, May 07, 2011

The Orange and The Morning Blue

May 07, 2011
How magically,
The orange
and the morning blue
wind up together...

How beautifully,
The night
and the day
embraces each other...



The birds are singin'
The morning song.
Star are saying
Good night.
Sun is rising,
Combining the orange
and the blue,
even more stronger...
Here comes the first light,
Shines your beautiful skin,
Caresses your hair,
Whispers to you...

How greatly,
The universe
and life
paint you
on the endless canvas
of my heart...


(Photo: Nergis Turan)

Friday, April 29, 2011

36

April 29, 2011
The girl that doesn't pose me...
I miss you...

It has been so long,
but,
you were the girl that doesn't pose me,
but you were posing  me...

Your eyes were talking
One different language than your lips...
And your lips,
they were talking far more different
than your body...

The girl that doesn't pose me...
I recall you...

Recalling the red,
the grey,
the green and...
...and the most importantly,
the tone of our journey...

The moment you caressed me,
was
the moment I cuddled you,
was
the moment the film has come to an end...

The girl that doesn't pose me...
I shot you...

Now,
rewind the film,
It is ready for a whole new story,
for new colours,
for new lives...



Tuesday, December 07, 2010

Belgrade Belgrade

December 07, 2010

Just a drop,
on my face,
a sacred drop of rain....

How can rain purify a person?
How can rain caress a person with love?

A bird,
in front of me,
a lonely bird...

How can it share my feelings?
How can it sing to me with love?

A city,
that I am in,
Belgrade is just a city...

How can it talk to me?
How can it cry with me?

Danube,
is a river,
that flows to the see...

How can it carry my feelings?..
How can it carry me, to the see?


(Photo: Tom Silver)

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Understanding of Life?

November 24, 2010
A month ago, I was in Turkey for a project called "From Depths of Space to the History of the Past". It was a project to introduce astronomy to children and public in Southeastern Anatolia Region of Turkey.

It was a success as far as I can tell. We reached more than 10 thousand students and children. There were planterium shows, conferences, exhibitons and slide shows and presentations for children.

I was making one of those presentations and was talking about the size of the universe. I started from the solar system and compared the sizes of Sun and Mercury to them: If the Sun is the size of a football ball, Mercury is the size of a sesame. Then I was comparing the largest known star (VY Canis Majoris) and the sun: If VY Canis Majoris is a football ball, the Sun is 1/10 of a sesame.

Incredible sizes, aren't they?

Now how is that connected with the understanding of Life: by comparison.

In life, we compare. We compare, to understand things, to see things, to load a meaning to them. But is that the right thing to do?

Well, I won't make any discussion about what is wrong and right. But I believe in one thing that comparisons are a tool for understanding of our humble minds. Otherwise, I admit that, it is really hard. We compare to simplify life.

Let's now return back to the topic I started: In my comparison the sizes as well got mixed up a bit. Because compared to a sesame you don't know what Mercury's size is or Milky Way's size. So we don't know. When we compare we simply don't know 'cause we simplify.

That's human mind. That's us. Even though we don't want, we compare. I compare as well. This was a discussion to myself. No conclusion, no ending. There are things in life which we cannot change. This is just one of them...


(Photo: DiNoDrAwEr)

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Tunnel

November 16, 2010



I am in a bright bright tunnel
for a long long while...
But now I started
seeing the darkness
at the end of the tunnel...
Unfortunately,
this tunnel is coming to an end..
It is not up to anyone, anymore...








(Photo: mamophoto)

Friday, November 12, 2010

Futile

November 12, 2010
Once I wrote a poem called futile... Today, reminded me on that poem:

Futile*
Looking at absurdity
And absurdity is looking at me...
Looking but so abusrd!
I'm looking,
with hope,
wishing that it gets rid of absurdity...
Futile...
I'm still looking,
It's still absurd,
and it is looking at me too...


(Photo: ManischDepressiv)
(*Futile: Nafile in Turkish)

Sunday, September 12, 2010

A Pinch of...

September 12, 2010
Today, there was a pinch of happiness.
There was the chirping of birds
Coming in from the window in the morning
and
There was a pinch of happiness...
Today, there was a pinch of longing
Which was ended by old friends...
There was a pinch of rain,
Hitting my face,
A pinch of wind,
Fulfilling the rain...
Today, there was a pinch of happiness,
Which is felt from far away places,
Which is far..
There was a pinch of excilement,*
Came with a letter...
Today...
There was a pinch of happiness,
While talking of rain, love, letter,
There was a pinch of happiness today,
Lasted in me...


May 2009

(Fotoğraf: OjosVerde)
(*: Excitement: heyecan, Excilement is helecan, which is a cute, made up version of Excitement by a friend.)

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Freedom

September 07, 2010

"Mommy, what's that sound?"

He reminded on the days that he was running on the streets with joy. Then, he started thinking about Amir... They are born in between six months, in neighbouring houses. They were more brothers than friends.

Arash thought on the day that they had a fight. They had a fight for the beautiful next door girl. Of course, it was just a childhood story. They had fights and made peace hundreds of time. Arash is just 10 years old but he is not a child anymore. The circumstances and the surrounding forced him to grow up in the last two years. He doesn’t mind growing up, he doesn't mind not playing on the street like any other children but he is so upset when he thinks about the times he spent with Arash, until two years ago.

All memories were coming to an end when he asked that question to his mother. On the time he heard that sound which he didn't know what and never heard before, everything ended in his memories.


"It's nothing my little, don't be afraid!" said his mother while trilling. "...From now on, when it is bed time for kids, they will play this sound...” Even though it never played, Arash understood very well what that sound was: It was the sound of Freedom! 

It was the sign of incoming freedom. It was the sound that made Arash away from playing with his friends on beautiful and sunny days... It was the sound made him grow up when he was just 10, pushed him to work... Beyond everything, it was the sound that took Amir away from Arash forever, when he was just 8.


Arash liked neither the Freedom nor the sound of it. He was always happy and joyful on the days he was not free... Arash was just a kid who wanted to grow up sometime in life but Freedom stole his childhood from him.

How could Arash know what Freedom was on the day he asked that question to his mother...? He is now free but he never liked freedom, never could...


(Photo: Jason Lang)
(Song: Skyclad - War and Disorder)

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