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JamesHMeyer: For those who are interested, here you can read the prologue of Red Star over the Black Sea, my new biography of Nâzım Hikmet.
sevgistanbul: The most beautiful sea:
hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child:
hasn't grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days:
we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you I haven't said yet...Nazim Hikmet
AstroTarotVirgo: "Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness..." On Living by Nazım Hikmet Ran
On Living - Yaşamaya dair is a poem that is a big advise on life that needs to be thought about and taken into consideration seriously...
The rest of the translation is in the
CesVanMuir: From the book Poems of Nazim Hikmet
FerhatBaltali: where
there is no sea,
in the sake of hope
human should be a SEAGULL ...
/ ......... Nazım Hikmet, a Turkish Poet
neglectedbooks: From the Neglected Books archive: Human Landscapes from My Country, by Nazim Hikmet
neglectedbooks: Human Landscapes from My Country, by Nazim Hikmet is one of the most gripping books I've ever read. Hikmet pulls you through the book like a runaway locomotive. I can't recommend it highly enough.
MarisaBrogna: U are my slavery u are my freedom
U are my burning flesh
Like the bare flesh of summer nights
U are my homeland
U, tall and victorious
U are my nostalgia
To know u are inaccessible
In the same moment that
I fell in love with u
Nazim Hikmet
JamesHMeyer: This week I saw that Amazon's "look inside" had been activated for my new book on Nazim Hikmet:
ForughTabish: “The problem is not getting caught but how to avoid surrender.”
Nazim Hikmet
dogapiril: “The worst
is when people - knowingly or not -
carry prison inside themselves.
"9-10 P.M. Poems”
― Nâzım Hikmet, "Poems of Nazım Hikmet"
gomuluirmak: special for todayyyyy
AvanzareAvanti: “I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park,
neither you are aware of this, nor the police.”
- Nazim Hikmet
fiftmiles: Thinking of you
ㅤ
Thinking of you is pretty, hopeful,
It is like listening to the most beautiful song
From the most beautiful voice on earth…
But hope is not enough for me anymore,
I don’t want to listen to songs anymore,
I want to sing.
Nazım Hikmet
SalvageProdns: I love the Prague-Berlin train, and I love this poem. Nâzim Hikmet: Things I Didn't Know I loved.
SeanLemonhead: You must grieve for this right now
—you have to feel this sorrow now—
for the world must be loved this much
if you're going to say "I lived". . .
Nazim Hikmet from the poem "On Living" translation by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk
TheTurkishLife: The nation was injured, tired, poor,
but at least they were fighting the powers,
they were fighting doubly not to be enslaved,
so as not to get robbed twice.
-Nazım Hikmet
Words from the great poet's epic on Turkey's war of independence, on a tent in earthquake-hit Pazarcık
idemtekinalp: Nazim Hikmet says;
Should I be cloud, or ship? Would I be fish or seaweed?.
Not him, not him, not him.
Be the sea, my son, with its cloud, its ship, its fish, its seaweed...
outofedenwalk: For your soul: "On Living," by Nazim Hikmet
whatanangell: bro you're not nazım hikmet, you're just a testicle-headed criminal.
SpiritconA: "Thinking of you is pretty, hopeful,
It is like listening to the most beautiful song
From the most beautiful voice on earth…
But hope is not enough for me anymore,
I don’t want to listen to songs anymore,
I want to sing." Nazım HİKMET
savransevvall: e ne demis nazim hikmet only love can hurt like this
LuciaNixon: Have ordered lovely Nazim Hikmet book!
thehistoryboy: It's This Way - Nazim Hikmet
SofiaJoubert: .
.
"Separation isn't time or distance
it's the bridge between us
finer than silk thread sharper than swords."
- Nazim Hikmet
© Édouard Boubat
herectuspatrick: "We were going to leave this world by smelling a flower, adopting an animal, loving a few people, and leaving. What a bad time our lives have come to. We have fallen into the middle of cruel people, perverts, murderers, hatred and ignorance." Nazım Hikmet
BeilinsonOrel: While I am waiting for my plane to leave, let me share with you a Nazim Hikmet poet I found myself quoting earlier today:
_sefiri: I recommend you to go and read Nazım Hikmet's and Necip Fazil's poems.
armstrongtdmm: Poems of Nazim Hikmet, Revised and Expanded Edition R7BB8IX
dreamingbulb: .
I look at the night through the bars, / and despite the weight on my chest / my heart still beats with the most distant stars.
—Nazim Hikmet
.
Art by Enzo Cucchi
RebeccaHibbs4: The Little Girl of Hiroshima (A Poem by Nazim Hikmet)
chenchenwrites: I mean, you must take living so seriously
that even at seventy, for example, you’ll plant olive trees—
and not for your children, either,
but because although you fear death you don’t believe it,
because living, I mean, weighs heavier.
—Nazim Hikmet, from "On Living"
scottlong1980: Beautiful. Nazım Hikmet, a Communist, spent more than a decade in prison for his beliefs, and most of his poetry was unpublishable in Turkey till after his death.
hyildizhistory: Tomorrow is my birthday. The past two weeks were extremely tough. For anyone who is reading this and going through grief and/or trauma, I would like to share a poem by Turkish poet Nâzım Hikmet Ran (1902- 1963), which kept me going in most difficult times.
raj65025523: The earth's saturation eyes do not get enough
They want to make a lot of money;
we have to kill, we have to die
to make a lot of money
not to be deceived
want is all
If we are not deceived: we exist!
If we are deceived: no!
Nazim hikmet
MSAndreou: LET'S GIVE THE WORLD TO THE CHILDREN
Let's give the world to the children for a day at least
Let's play like a scaly balloon
Let them play among the stars, singing folk songs
Let's give the world to children
Let's give it like a big apple like a warm loaf of bread
Nazim Hikmet
MacaesBeste: You must grieve for this right now
—you have to feel this sorrow now—
for the world must be loved
this much
if you're ever going to say
"I lived". . .
On Living, a poem by one of the greatest poets ever lived;
Nazım Hikmet Ran ----
BasheerNafi: "This country, shaped like the head of a mare; Coming full gallop from far-off Asia; Stretching into the Mediterranean; This country is ours.
Bloody wrists, clenched teeth, bare feet; Land like a precious silk carpet; This hell, this paradise is ours."
Nazim Hikmet
mariyakhaled: I mean, it's all a question of your heart.
– Nazim Hikmet
Wrote this one three years ago but somehow it resurfaced today after a friend echoed similar thoughts in an Urdu poem.
BasheerNafi: "This country, shaped like the head of a mare; Coming full gallop from far-off Asia; Stretching into the Mediterranean; This country is ours.
Bloody wrists, clenched teeth, bare feet; Land like a precious silk carpet; This hell, this paradise is ours."
Nazim Hikmet
LuckyErica3: Loving you BY Nazim Hikmet.
Loving you is like eating bread dipped in salt,
like waking feverish at night
and putting my mouth to the water faucet,
like opening a heavy unlabeled parcel
eagerly, happily, cautiously.
/1
LuckyErica3: Loving you is like flying over the sea
for the first time, like feeling dusk settle
softly over Istanbul.
Loving you is like saying “I’m alive."
(Nazim Hikmet spent 13 years as a Turkish political prisoner and another 13 in exile.)
touchy1_: A banner featuring lines from Nazim Hikmet’s “The Walnut Tree” hung during the 2013 Gezi Park movement: “I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park / You don’t know this and the police don’t either.”
seventydys: a hundred thousand hearts
Nâzim Hikmet, ‘The Walnut Tree’, tr Richard McKane
aliner: One of those poems by Nazim Hikmet that deserves to be memorized and kept in the mind's safe to recite when most needed.
danalevinpoet: One of the great, great poems. Nazim Hikmet.
BasheerNafi: "This country, shaped like the head of a mare; Coming full gallop from far-off Asia; Stretching into the Mediterranean; This country is ours.
Bloody wrists, clenched teeth, bare feet; Land like a precious silk carpet; This hell, this paradise is ours."
Nazim Hikmet
PAME_Greece: Greek & Turkish musicians United!
Thank you to Ulas Ozer, of YAPICILAR music group, Nazim Hikmet Cultural Center and CC TKP for your message to the militant artists of Greece
Our solidarity to the people of Turkey
MintFlavoredLeo: They added Nazım Hikmet in this quiz so many times it gave me happiness
VChangPoet: “Living is no laughing matter:/you must live with great seriousness/like a squirrel, for example—“ -Nâzim Hikmet, from Hirsch’s 100 Poems to Break Your Heart
bloodsigns: Things I Didn't Know I Loved by Nâzim Hikmet - Poems | Academy of American Poets
ilya_poet: “It's this way:
being captured is beside the point,
the point is not to surrender.”
-Nazim Hikmet
tr. Blasing & Konuk
ETemelkuran: Lubumba, anti-colonial hero of Congo, is close to our hearts in Turkey for Nazım Hikmet, the giant of of poetry wrote an elegy for him. And now this beautiful , absurd and painful story
roomynaqvy: "Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example-
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
I mean living must be your whole occupation."
-Nazim Hikmet, Turkish poet.
peterdamianent1: On Living - Nazim Hikmet I Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example— I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation. Living is...
stitchedyourhrt: "I want small joys
So small that
No one would want to take it away from me"
-Nazim Hikmet
aliterarybot: Read and write without rest,
and I also advise weaving
and making mirrors.
—Nazim Hikmet, 'Some Advice to Those Who Serve Time in Prison'
ShabnamMuzammil: Letter to my wife - Nazim Hikmet
11-11-1933, Bursa Prison
My one and only!
Your last letter says:
“My head is throbbing,
my heart is stunned!”
You say:
“If they hang you,
if I lose you, I’ll die!”
You’ll live, my dear–
my memory will vanish like black smoke in the wind
spirokote5: Nâzım Hikmet, was a Turkish-Polish poet, playwright, novelist, screenwriter, director, and memoirist. He was acclaimed for the "lyrical flow of his statements". Wikipedia
Born: January 15, 1902, Thessaloniki, Greece
Died: June 3, 1963, Moscow, Russia
POETSorg: “‘Things I Didn’t Know I Loved’ by Nazim Hikmet has always meant a great deal to me. One of the world’s most revered writers, Turkish poet Hikmet was imprisoned for a good part of his life due to his radical ideas, his poetry, and his publication efforts...
santoshkashmiri: I have not yet told.
Nazim Hikmet
(Translated from the Turkish by Ali Yunus)
ZehraMiah: The only way do produce the thing I need to write is in the company of Selda and Ahmet Kaya, reminding me why I have to do it. Yılmaz Güney and Nazım Hikmet keep a close watch from behind on the bookshelves.
msherzodm: iPhone correcting “Nazim” (first name of the legendary Turkish poet Nazim Hikmet) to “Nazism.” Not funny, iPhone, not funny at all. I should perhaps render the name properly, as Nâzım.
spyrosth: There's neither an iron, wooden
nor a tulle curtain
in your life;
there's no need to choose freedom:
you are free.
But this kind of freedom
is a sad affair under the stars.
A Sad State Of Freedom - Nazim Hikmet
dozqooq: Some additional info if i am not mistaken...
Nazim Hikmet, a Turkish poet, in one of his poems, referencing Abidin Dino who is a Turkish painter and poet, write the verse of "Can you make the picture of happiness Abidin?" ++
burjuvva: "Live; one and free as a tree, as brotherly as a forest."
Nazim Hikmet ❤❤❤❤
parodyTakeDump: A chest! Fart your underwear. Good of people, Spies chee Crooked Hillary will NFT that Kim Jong Pinkie Pie diarrhea fart Nazim Hikmet of losing hundreds on his to another President!
aliterarybot: you'll put your foot down and live.
—Nazim Hikmet, 'Some Advice to Those Who Serve Time in Prison'
intkaldirac: Communists I have a couple of words for you:
Either at the head of state or in the dungeon
A foot soldier or a party clerk
Lenin must be able to enter, always, everywhere,
To your work, home, your whole life
As it is his own work, own home, own life...
—Nâzım Hikmet Ran
theIstChronicle: When you enter prison, you must hold on to what you have. For Nazım Hikmet, it was Piraye and her love.
Here's our new article about Nazım Hikmet:
AshishXL: Correction. Poem is by Nazim Hikmet Ran.
The most beautiful sea:
hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child:
hasn't grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days:
we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven't said yet...
DarkAngelsWrite: Welcome back to our Friday Note – our weekly collection of writerly thoughts.
This week we take a look at writer Nazim Hikmet, who was considered to be the first modern Turkish poet.
Head to the website for more reading, listening, writing and news.
raj65025523: They are enemies of hope, darling,
running water
in the fruit age of the tree,
the enemy of the flourishing life.
Because death left its mark on their foreheads:
- rotting tooth, spilled flesh-,
they will perish, never to return,
Nazim hikmet
EasternExpress4: What's wrong with celebrating Nazim Hikmet's birthday?
huutigs: Reading Nazim Hikmet just really reminded me how much I don’t wish to live in Europe
readingnooks: “Come to my city my love,
Just come tomorrow.
Leave everything and come
say you have somebody waiting for you
Come, so that this city may find its meaning
with your footsteps.
Come, so I may cease to hate it.
Come, so I may take a breath.
Come...”
~ Nazım Hikmet
wisecelt: Morning Sweetie Jassi. So true. Have a great day.
readingnooks: “Separation isn’t time or distance
it’s the bridge between us
finer than silk thread sharper than swords.”
~ Nazım Hıkmet
lunarscp: "...
It's this way:
being captured is beside the point,
the point is not to surrender.
Nazım Hikmet
Translated by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk (1993).
sovietvisuals: Soviet stamp depicting Nâzım Hikmet, Turkish poet, playwright, novelist & screenwriter (born 115 years ago today)
FINALED: Nazim Hikmet.
The point is not to surrender.
mvallen1970: Found this beautiful poem by Nazim Hikmet. Thought I'd share it here
The most beautiful sea
hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child
hasn't grown up yet.
The most beautiful days
we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven't said yet.
cansincayli1: I think you are just like everyone else now...
Nazim Hikmet
holdengraber: “Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example—
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
I mean living must be your whole occupation.”
~ Nâzim Hikmet
Born on this day, in 1902
Leninistani: A Sad State Of Freedom
By Nazim Hikmet
You waste the attention of your eyes,
the glittering labour of your hands,
and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves
of which you'll taste not a morsel;
you are free to slave for others—
you are free to make the rich richer.
1/6
neuroselfAus: ‘Always be yourself. You are a miracle to those who understand you.’
Nazim Hikmet
neuroselfAus: ‘I can't paint a picture of happiness. But I left a place of peace.’
Nazim Hikmet
neuroselfAus: I don’t want to listen
to songs anymore ..
I want to sing ..
Nazım Hikmet
neurosocialself: ‘I can't paint a picture of happiness. But I left a place of peace.’
Nazim Hikmet
redball2: ‘Always be yourself. You are a miracle to those who understand you.’
Nazim Hikmet
InadeBree: ‘The most beautiful sea
hasn’t been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child
hasn’t grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days
we haven’t seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven’t said yet …’
Nâzim Hikmet
Gustave Courbet, Mer calme, 1866
neurosocialself: ‘Always be yourself. You are a miracle to those who understand you.’
Nazim Hikmet
unibounedebiyat: [REMINDER] Today at 17:00 PM! Rossen Djagalov from NYU will give a talk titled "Nâzım Hikmet and Soviet Literary Anticolonialism" to honor Nâzım Hikmet's 121st birthday. Halim Kara will moderate the talk. Zoom link://bit.ly/RossenDjagalov
atillallita: It's nice, hopeful thing to think of you, it’s like listening to the most beautiful song from the most beautiful voice in the world. - Nazım Hikmet
sinancan77: Love you Nazim Hikmet❤
The best poet of Turkey born in 15-12-1902
The most beautiful sea
hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child
hasn't grown up yet.
The most beautiful days
we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven't said yet.
int_standpoint: A tribute to Nazım Hikmet, on the anniversary of his birth
wincenthkaya: Poet Nazim Hikmet is 121 years old!
“I love you
like dipping bread into salt and eating
Like waking up at night with high fever
and drinking water, with the tap in my mouth
Like unwrapping the heavy box from the postman
with no clue what it is
fluttering, happy, doubtful”
tri_continental: ... All that I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of the world
May live and grow and laugh and play.
- Nâzim Hikmet
A very important panel tomorrow which talks about peace and justice in the world.
Register at:
violacolor_3000: WE WILL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN
MY FRIENDS
WE WILL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN
WE WILL SMILE TOGETHER AT THE SUN
WE WILL FIGHT TOGETHER
.
nazim hikmet
.
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Rami Maroun: ”You'll put your foot down and live. to spite the enemy. Part of you may live alone inside, like a tone at the bottom of a well”.
This quote states that even those in liking of something unusual have the right to some freedoms. They have the freedoms of choosing whether they give up hope, or of choosing if they eat or become sick, or choosing discolored they behave or not.
