Monday, October 11, 2010

Poetry then

So what is it? About my country? My country is exactly how Nazim describes it. I dont think anything changed. My country is its people, with all adjectives, brave, ignorant, utterly smart and yet deceived over and over again. They are my people. With the soft smile in their eyes, their affection for complete strangers and their high potential to hurt the ones closest to them. My people who love their country so much yet f.ck it up each single day.

Yes Nazim writes my country, in every single line. His Turkish for one thing, is our Turkish. The rythm can come from mayakovsky and ideas from Marx and the Soviet, yet it is our Turkish and our people. He was one person, who wasn't lost in himself, as a poet. There aren't many. For to write poetry about the people and not about oneself, requires a big big big heart, which he had. Here I will easily claim, that not one Swedish poet could have emerged even close to this expressiveness, plain and real and yet, each time I read it, I cry, freely.

This one I had not read before in Turkish I think, the guy was futuristic:

Yes he was naively futuristic. For one could be naively this and that in those years. Post the second world war, soviets still thriving. Although he was naive in his beliefs, for he was a man of belief I believe, he was not naive in his poetry in this observations. He may read biased, he was and proud of it! But never simplistic. He was not simplistic. He was from a rich family, had read and learned a great deal, had traveled to Russia when young and studied. He had a clear mind.

I saw just on a page browsing the web, that there are people with wolf pictures as profile photos that like Nazim. This should be the power of a true poet. As, in Turkey, wolf is being a Turk fanatic, holding Turks above other races, in other words, being a fachist.

I am yet to meet anyone in Turkey, who would speak truly badly about Nazim, funny. Even our literature teacher who would mumble all day long about I don't know what, who would talk not more sophisticated than a village man with no education, who was outright islamist and so on.. They claim that one could read Nazim's poem in his lecture to get a grade. Even him.

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