
Photo Credit: Self
Date: Summer 2005
Location: Ada, Sinop – Turkey

Photo Credit: Self
Date: Summer 2005
Location: Ada, Sinop – Turkey
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*smile, It Is 2010 and Spring
May the forked tongue bind their bloody hands,
And the womb birthing you all char them in their own fire.
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O You, Honorable Grandfather-Husband!
You think a prayer cleanses your sins.
My cradle, barren yet long after your manhood burst!
§ § §
Mama, Did You Turn Into Stone?
Why did you rip me off of your breasts?
Under his atrocious soil is where I now must rest.
© hülya n. yılmaz, 3.12.2016
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*The first folk couplet – a Landay (defining also a short poisonous snake in Pashto), is a tribute to a teenage Afghani poet who died soon after setting herself on fire in protest of her severe beatings by her brothers. Her crimes? To fall in love, to seek education through other women’s poetry, to write her own poems and to read them on a hotline for girls. Mirman Baheer, a women’s literary group that, in addition to offering other services for Afghanistan’s female population, ran the radio program. This young frequent caller whose poetic word was of promising extent was much adored. The news of her burning would reach her circle in the spring of 2010 from a hospital through a phone call by the teenager herself. Her on-air persona was Rahila Muska – smile in Pashto.
This Landai Trio appeared as my poetry contribution in the April 2016 issue of The Year of the Poet III, a monthly international anthology published by Inner Child Press, Ltd. and consists of poems by eighteen writers, with between two and three new featured poets each month.
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Photo Credit: Self
Date: Summer 2005
Location: Ada, Sinop – Turkey
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on my half-hour sanity break right before the daily grind dims my faint light in desperate need for an outlet of ease emotions run high way too high only that one Turkish TV series will do as melodramatic as an audio-visual lift can be the camera follows the tear-clad remorse-bathed magnetizing tragedy-filled episodes one after another still among the living the loved and loving ones refresh the ground of the rashly poured soil a water bin waits by their side for its turn while they ask for forgiveness over and over all hopes abandoned yet again and again wishing against all odds a worldly sign to pay them a visit they will crowd each of the graveyards to hear a forgive me resonate inside their own . . . hülya n. yılmaz, March 28.2016 A post-mortem dedication to Dr. Mahmut Oğuz Ergün (5.7.1931-3.28.2015), my larger-than-life uncle - my last beloved on my mother's side of the family
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“There’s nothing like a song of lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you’ve hung it so careful.” ~ Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees
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Date: Summer 2005
Location: Ada, Sinop – Turkey
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she had moved to the shallow waters
as she no longer dared to care for depth
a jet ski then appeared from nowhere
not heeding her transparent fragility
it drove over her petite stature with speed
razored her surrounding waves one by one
her limbs were now violently taken apart . . .
piece by piece she began to fall into the sky
flew and flew on the wings of her freezing tears
higher and higher into the vast stagnant open sea
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
© hülya n. yılmaz, 3.13.2016
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Photo Credit: Self
Date: Summer 2005
Location: Ada, Sinop – Turkey
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Don’t surrender your loneliness
So quickly.
Let it cut more deep.
Let it ferment and season you
As few human
Or even divine ingredients can.
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“An artistic depiction of Hafez” (Wikipedia)
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Photo Credit: Self
Date: Summer 2005
Location: Ada, Sinop – Turkey
Filed under Impulses