Poetry - Two Poems By Turgut Uyar - "Mostly, It's Yours" and "It Hurts" |
By: Ugur Akinci Posted: 2007-03-19 08:24:32 |
Mostly, It's Yoursby Turgut UyarTell me to whom now it belongs this apple that I peel with care
You know that all I do with care now belongs to youA man on his way to the water let's say should he tilt his shoulder The sun, the water and the tilt of his shoulder all belong to youYou stand up, you befit your name, and you're right The world that darkens as you know frequently belongs to youThe darkening world is an ember of fire for a new rose The noble darkness left over from a fire's ember belongs to youYou took a past with experiments, you came and painted the new well I know it you should know it too the first illumination belongs to youThe water that I love is the real brother of your water The powers abandoned by your water now belong to youBecause you hold like a weapon everything that you hold The whistle that holds everything like a warning belongs to youIt's all yours O eternal-giver whatever exists like life Don't hold your breath, expand, the core and the shell belong to youO the most beautiful view of a waterfall pouring over the flowers My love, my infinity, whatever exists and does not exist in this world all belong to you.(Translated from Turkish by Ugur Akinci)====================================It Hurtsby Turgut UyarI want to talk about unhappiness Vertical and horizontal unhappiness The perfect unhappiness of humankind My love hurtsWe've lived something full of mystery And they lived that over there Mistaking the way a mountain was bent For its joy.First of all, the unhappiness of course Like a bar in a small town The way its laughter would hit the sunshine But would not be reflected over here That is, the syphilis that someone's got from a fading rose The tuberculosis that someone else got from another woman The history of all office buildings My love hurts. "I pity my love" says someone Even a child with a beautiful eye Did not have a summer that protected. I have no idea what should be said. My love hurts The ships are still passing by The mountains will light up and darken again And that's all.My stance is to find a lot of things and jump with joy Fall has arrived O sorrow Spring has arrived O black sorrow O you, the smartest person on earth Sometimes in the midst of summer in broad daylight My love hurts No matter whom I love Or no matter who loves me.September has packed up its bags and left you see October etcetera will also be gone before long Darn big horses that sink into history Just sink into history, that's all.(Translated from Turkish by Ugur Akinci) |
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