Sanat Mozaik

Turk sinemasinin ilk kadin yildizi ve ilk kadin film yonetmeni (Cahide Serap) Cahide Sonku'nun dogum yildonumu (27 Aralik 1919)

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Dunyanin en unlu yapilarindan Eyfel Kulesi ve Ozgurluk Heykeli’ni tasarlayan Fransiz insaat muhendisi ve mimar Gustave Eiffel’in olum yildonumu (27 Aralik 1923)

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Turk sair, veteriner hekim, ogretmen, vaiz ve hafiz (Mehmet Ragif) Mehmet Akif Ersoy'un olum yildonumu (27 Aralik 1936)

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Was there ever anything like the Bosphorus war?—
The earth’s mightiest armies pressing Marmara,
Forcing entry between her mountain passes
To a triangle of land besieged by countless vessels.
Oh, what dishonorable assemblages!
Who are these Europeans, come as rapists?
Who, these braying hyenas, released from their reeking cages?
Why do the Old World, the New World, and all the nations of men
now storm her beaches? Is it Armageddon? Truly, the whole world rages!
Seven nations marching in unison!
Australia goose-stepping with Canada!
Different faces, languages, skin tones!
Everything so different, but the mindless bludgeons!
Some warriors Hindu, some African, some nameless, unknown!
This disgraceful invasion, baser than the Black Death!
Ah, the 20th century, so noble in its own estimation,
But all its favored ones nothing but a parade of worthless wretches!
For months now Turkish soldiers have been vomited up
Like stomachs’ retched contents regarded with shame.
If the masks had not been torn away, the faces would still be admired,
But the whore called civilization is far from blameless.
Now the damned demand the destruction of the doomed
And thus bring destruction down on their own heads.
Lightning severs horizons!
Earthquakes regurgitate the bodies of the dead!
Bombs’ thunderbolts explode brains,
rupture the breasts of brave soldiers.
Underground tunnels writhe like hell
Full of the bodies of burn victims.
The sky rains down death, the earth swallows the living.
A terrible blizzard heaves men violently into the air.
Heads, eyes, torsos, legs, arms, chins, fingers, hands, feet ...
Body parts rain down everywhere.
Coward hands encased in armor callously scatter
Floods of thunderbolts, torrents of fire.
Men’s chests gape open,
Beneath the high, circling vulture-like packs of the air.
Cannonballs fly as frequently as bullets
Yet the heroic army laughs at the hail.
Who needs steel fortresses? Who fears the enemy?
How can the shield of faith not prevail?
What power can make religious men bow down to their oppressors
When their stronghold is established by God?
The mountains and the rocks are the bodies of martyrs! ...
For the sake of a crescent, oh God, many suns set, undone!
Dear soldier, who fell for the sake of this land,
How great you are, your blood saves the Muslims!
Only the lions of Bedr rival your glory!
Who then can dig the grave wide enough to hold you. and your story?
If we try to consign you to history, you will not fit!
No book can contain the eras you shook!
Only eternities can encompass you! ...
Oh martyr, son of the martyr, do not ask me about the grave:
The prophet awaits you now, his arms flung wide open, to save!


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Earth’s least trace of life cannot be erased;
even when you lie underground, it encompasses you.
So, those of you who anticipate the shadows,
how long will the darkness remember you?


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I can't condone cruelty; I will never applaud the oppressor;
Yet I can't renounce the past for the sake of deluded newcomers.
When someone curses my ancestors, I want to strangle them,
Even if you don’t.
But while I harbor my elders,
I refuse to praise their injustices.
Above all, I will never glorify evil, by calling injustice “justice.”
From the day of my birth, I've loved freedom;
The golden tulip never deceived me.
If I am nonviolent, does that make me a docile sheep?
The blade may slice, but my neck resists!
When I see someone else's wound, I suffer a great hardship;
To end it, I'll be whipped, I'll be beaten.
I can't say, “Never mind, just forget it!” I'll mind,
I'll crush, I'll be crushed, I'll uphold justice.
I'm the foe of the oppressor, the friend of the oppressed.
What the hell do you mean, with your backwardness?

Amerikali roman yazari Zona Gale’in olum yildonumu (27 Aralik 1938)

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“Sevmek, bir surec oldugu kadar dua gibi bir guctur. Ayrica iyilestiricidir, yaraticidir.”

Rus sair Osip Emilyevic Mandelstam'in olum yildonumu (27 Aralik 1938)

Hala yasiyorsun, yalniz degilsin daha,
o hala yaninda, bombos elleriyle
ve bir sevinc ulasiyor ikinize de
genis ovalardan, sislerin, acligin, ucusan karlarin icinden...

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Isigin orumcek agi icindeyim simdi.
Insanlar saclarinin butun golgeleriyle
isiga, soluk mavi havaya, ekmege
ve Elbruz'un dorugundaki kara hasretler.

Ve kimseler yok bana yol gosterecek.
Tek basima neyi arayabilirim?
Gozyasi doken bu parlak taslar
bizim daglardan degil.

Insanlar kendi gizleri olacak
ve onlari sonsuza dek uyanik tutup
solugunun parlak sacali dalgasinda yikayacak
siire hasretler.



Petersburg! Hayir, olmek istemiyorum daha!
Defterinden silinmedi telefonumun numarasi.
Petersburg! Sakliyorum yazdigim adresleri,
Onlar duyuracak bana olulerin sesini.
Karanlik bir esikte oturuyorum; zil,
Etinden siyrilmis zil sakaklarima vuruyor.
Kapi zincirlerinin pasli demirine dokunarak
Sevgili konuklari bekliyorum butun gece.

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Pietroburgo, ancora non voglio morire:
Tu conservi i telefoni, i numeri miei.
Pietroburgo, io ho gli indirizzi, le case,
Le voci dei morti riuscirò a trovare.
Nella scala sul retro sono alloggiato, alle tempie
Colpisce il campanello a nudo strappato.
E tutta la notte in attesa, l’arrivo di ospiti cari,
Sfiorando i piccoli anelli della porta in catene.

1 Akademi Odul adayligi (Cyrano de Bergerac, 1990) ve 1 Golden Globe Odul adayligi bulunan Fransiz aktor Gérard Depardieu’nun dogum gunu (27 Aralik 1948)

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Ingiliz rock grubu Dire Straits’in kurucularindan ve gitaristi David Knopfler’in dogum gunu (27 Aralik 1952)

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Kanadali yazar, sair, soz yazari ve muzisyen Leonard Cohen, ilk albumu Songs of Leonard Cohen’i 27 Aralik 1967’de Columbia Records aracaligiyla piyasaya surdu.

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