Posts tagged with "Aziz Isa Elkun poems"

Witness to nature

Aziz Isa Elkun

If I could pretend tonight

I was stargazing at the winter sky

I was standing alone on the shore

and my lonely shadow followed me

under the glowing moonlight.

Separation makes me homesick
this is human nature
when I seek a remedy for my sadness
the stars twinkle back half closing their eyes
I stand far away from them
but I know my fate lies with the moon
I see the foolishness of the borders we make
when I watch the freedom of the moon’s movement.

Then I see an amazing view
there is a place before my eyes
where everything in nature embraces
all melting into one,
hottest among them is the sun,
it boils, effervescent, and sinks into the dusk.

9th December 2017, London.

Babamın Ardından Bir Vefat İlanı

Aziz Isa Elkun
Tercüme Erol Özdemir Türkçe


3 Kasım 2017’de Aramızdan ayrılıp, bizi bu elemli dünyada bırakarak uçmağa varan, ruhu şad bulan sevgili babama:

Birden dindi parlaklığı bir yıldızın hayat ağacında
Melekler ayetlerle uğurladı cennete
Bu son yolculuğa çıkarken, tabutuna omuz veremeyen Oğlun Elkun
“Sevgili Babam” diye sesleniyor sana:

Ektiğin gümüş kavaklar bir yoksul gibi çırılçıplak
Bu Sonbaharda, sen gittiğinde döktüler yapraklarını
Tadına bakamadığın üzümler sen gidince olgunlaştı.

O çalışkan ellerinle besleyip büyüttüğün
Ağıllarından meleyerek seni çağıran kuzular, öksüzler
Sabahları Horozlar bile matemli bir sessizlikte gidişine
Yoksun, ocağımızın direği yoksun, sen gidince.
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Father

(Obituary)

by Aziz Isa Elkun

Poem dedicated to my beloved father who left us on 3rd November 2017 to rest in peace.

Poem read by Erol Özdemir

A bright star stopped shining in the garden of life
Angels read verses to send him to Heaven
Elkun, your only son who failed to carry your coffin
Now I say “my dear father” and write this obituary…

The naked white poplar trees you planted
you were not here when their leaves fell this autumn
when the grapes ripened on the vine
you were not here to eat them.

Sheep call you from their enclosure
your hard working hands are not there to feed them
even the roosters fall silent to mourn you at dawn
now you are not here and your house lacks its pillar.

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