SHADOWS

SEVILLA, SPAIN

Yuksel Arslan

"....The world speaks through its images in an inarticulate way, and each sequence of moving icons is either
illusory or stripped of all meaning.....these are mere images  whose eloquence confers a power of illusion."

Raul Ruiz

Bedri Rahmi Eyupoglu/ Nazim Hikmet

Hasret


Yuz yil oldu yuzunu gormeyeli
belini sarmayali
gozunun icinde durmayali
aklinin aydinligina sorular sormayali
dokunmayali sicakligina karninin.
Yuz yildir bekler beni
                bir sehirde bir kadin.
Ayni daldaydik ayni daldaydik
ayni daldan dusup ayrildik
aramizda yuzyillik zaman
                yol yuz yillik
Yuz yildir alaca karanlikta
                kosuyorum ardindan





Yearning


Hundred years past without seen your face
without hugging your waist
not  being part of your eye
not to question lightness of your mind
not to touch warmness of your belly

hundred years now  a women waits me
                                       in a city 
Seating on the same branch same branch  
fall dawn from same branch,  we parted
between us hundred years time
                   the road hundred years
hundred years in pitch darkness
running after you.

Nazim Hikmet
6 Temmuz 1959


Miskin
Otur oturdugun yerde
Bu sarki sensiz soylenir
Ne kadar uzaksin yildizlardan
Ne kadar kucuksun dilenir


Otur oturdugun yerde
Arzular gelir kehribar misali dolanir
kadinlar gecer
Gozlerin bir cift kizilcik yapragi gibi sallanir
Otur oturdugun yerde
Telas etme
Olumun ayagina kadar gelir elbette.


Lazy


Seat still as you are
this tune goes without you
how far away you are from the stars
so small you wish you are


Seat still as you are
desires wraps around you like Amber stone
women pass away
your eyes swing like couple of  cranberry leaves
seat still as you are
do  not rush
obvious death will come to your door


Bedri Rahmi Eyuboglu

Sunday Morning at Brooklyn

1

".... when you met Lola Montez, her reputation made you automatically think of bedrooms. You didn't think of bedrooms when you met Florence Nightingale. Only sickrooms.Which are rather different, "
Elinor concluded. "

2

"We're brought up topsy turvy,"Philip went on. "Art before life; Romeo and Juliet and filthy stories before marriage or its equivalents. Hence all young modern literature is disillusioned. Inevitably. "

3

" All I know is that, when I discovered the reality, I found it disappointing-but attractive all the same.
Perhaps so attractive just because it was so disappointing. "

4

" The book had been written in the age when long black stockings and long black gloves had been the height of pornographic fashion, when "kissing a man without  a moustache was like eating an egg without salt."

5

" Why not ? asked Spandrell. " You mayn't  be able to understand or measure the supernatural forces behind the superficially natural ones (whatever the difference between natural and supernatural may be.)
But that doesn't prove they're not there. You're simply raising your stupidity to the rank of a general law."

Photos:
1-Brookly Museum Subway Station
2-Natural History by Patrick Dougherty-Botanic Gardens, Brooklyn
3-Bonsai
4-re Order by SiTU studio
5- Visnu Sculpture-Brooklyn Museum

Text: Aldous Huxley/ Point Counter Point