Sanat Mozaik

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Amerikali orkestra yoneticisi, besteci, yazar ve piyanist Leonard Bernstein’in dogum yildonumu (25 Agustos 1918)

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Ingiltere dogumlu Amerikali ressam Thomas Moran'in olum yildonumu (25 Agustos 1926)

Under the Trees, 1865




Grand Canyon of the Colorado River,1892

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Iskoc aktor ve yapimci Sir (Thomas) Sean Connery'nin dogum gunu (25 Agustos 1930)

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Pulitzer Odullu ve Amerikanin 50.Bas Sairi (Devlet Sairi) Amerikali sair Charles Wright’in dogum gunu (25 Agustos 1935)

Adini koyamadigimiz, bosluktan dogan ve zamana sigmayan
Bir sikinti var icimizde
Su gibi, gozden kayboluveren
Kulleriyle mi saflastiracak bizi?
Ve yukseltecek bulutlarin ustune?
Babalarimin Tanrisi, benim degil.
Kafasi karisik ve dalgin birine
Sen de butunun bir parcasisin buyuruluyor.
Bir sikinti var icimizde, camur gibi yogunlasmis.
Toprak ve balcikla mi bicimlendirmis beni?
Pazar gunlerinden biri, ocak ve karlarin eridigi o essiz an
Sisman oglanlar ve kizlar
Gunese sirtlarini verip yayilmis
Sigaralarini tutturuyorlar.
Canlarini sikan bir sey yok-nikotin dolu dusleri
Bildik bir ogle sonu, her sey cok naif
Sigara dumani kadar hafif
Sikintiya yer yok dunyalarinda. Her sey anlik.
Arnavut kaldirimli bir Paris sokaginda
Bir adam pencereden disari atliyor
Yves Klein'in bir resminde;
Bisikletiyle uzaklasiyor bir digeri.
Biri sensin, biri ben.
Montaj bir resmin parcalari gibi gorunseler de, uyumlular birbirine.
Dogruca asagiya, kugu gibi suzulen biri, bir parcasinda resmin,
Bisikletiyle giden siyahli adam arayi iyice acmis diger parcasinda;
Iste tumuyle uyumlu bir resim.
Evet iste oradalar; uzatsan elini dokunacak gibisin.
Biri havada kaybediyor dengesini, atlamak isterken,
Bu kadar degil, savrulan karlar ve duyulan aci cabasi.
Beklenmedik siyriklar, sizlayan baldir...aglanmaz.
Aglanmiyor.
Dunyayla gelen ve icimize yerlesen sikintimiz da boyle.
Akil almaz bir uzaklikta
Kullenerek gizlenmis
Varolmanin dayanilmaz hafifligi.
Bundandir, Tonto'ya geri donulur.



There is a heaviness between us,
Nameless, raised from the void, that counts out the sprung hours.
What ash has it come to purify?
What disappearance, like water, does it lift up to the clouds?
God of my fathers, but not of mine,
You are a part, it is said, an afterthought, a scattered one.
There is a disappearance between us as heavy as dirt.
What figure of earth and clay would it have me become?
Sunday again, January thaw back big time.
The knock-kneed, overweight boys and girls
Sit on the sun-warmed concrete sidewalk outside the pharmacy
Smoking their dun-filtered cigarettes.
Nothing is bothering them—and their nicotine dreams
This afternoon. Everything's weightless,
As insubstantial as smoke.
Nothing is disappearing in their world. Arrival is all.
There is a picture of Yves Klein leaping out of a window
Above a cobblestone Paris street.
A man on a bicycle peddles away toward the distance.
One of them's you, the other is me.
Cut out of the doctored photograph, however, the mesh net
Right under the swan-diving body.
Cut out of another print, the black-capped, ever-distancing cyclist, as well as the mesh net.
Hmm . . . And there you have it, two-fingered sleight-of-hand man.
One loses one's center in the air, trying to stay afloat,
Doesn't one? Snowfalling metaphors.
Unbidden tears, the off-size of small apples. Unshed.
And unshedable.
Such heaviness. The world has come and lies between us.
Such distance. Ungraspable.
Ash and its disappearance
Unbearable absence of being,
Tonto, then taken back.

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Ingiliz yazar ve gazeteci Frederick Forsyth’nin dogum gunu (25 Agustos 1938)

“…yapilacak ilk isin bu adamin adinin koymak oldugu kanisindayim. Bir isimle bir surat elde edilir, bir suratla bir pasaport bulunur, pasaportla da tutuklama saglanir. Ama bu adi bulmak, hem de gizlice sorusturma yaparak bulmak bir polis gorevlisinin isidir.” Cakal



“…the first task, without which all other proposals become meaningless, is to give this man a name. With a name we get a face, with a face a passport, with a passport an arrest. But to find the name, and do it in secret, is a job for pure detective work.”

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Man Booker Odullu Ingiliz yazar Howard Eric Jacobson'in dogum gunu (25 Agustos 1942)

"Eger Man Booker tecrubesi diye bir sey varsa ben bunu fazlasiyla yasadim; goz ardi edilmekle, kizmaktan deliye donmekle, uzun listesiyle, kisa listesiyle, zafer sarhosluguyla, sevincten havalara ucmakla. Arkadaslarimi kaybettim. Kazandigim icin degil; onlarin anladigi sekliyle daha onceki kizginligimi reddettigim icin. Bu onlarin naifligi. Yazdigin roman cesidini yeterince degerlendirmiyormus gibi gorunen bir odule kizginsan, bu odulu kazandiginda soylemlerini degistirmek durumundasin.

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Ne kadar Musevilikle ilgili olmak cok ilgili olmaktir? Isin saka kismindan sorumlu olan Tevrat’in ve Homer’in romanin babalari olduguna dair bir tartisma vardir. Eger durum boyleyse, butun romanlar tartisilabilir ve diyaloga acik bir sekilde Musevilikle ilgilidir. 'Finkler Sorunu'nun kazanacagini beklememem -ki annem kazanamayacagina oyle cok inanmisti ki William Hill’e gidip bahse girdiginden supheleniyorum- korkarim sadece alenen Yahudilikle ilgili olmasi yuzundendir. Ne olacagini asla bilemezsin. Boylelikle odule aday olanlara tek tavsiyem: Man Booker odulu icin kitap yazmayin. Sansa birakin ve zaferi de zarafetiyle yasayin. Yapilan tum yardima ihtiyacimiz var."



"If there’s such a thing as a Man Booker experience I’ve drunk deep on it. Overlooked, infuriated, longlisted, shortlisted, victorious, overjoyed. I lost friends when I won. Not for winning but for reneging, as they saw it, on my earlier infuriation. Naive of them. If you are angry with a prize that doesn’t seem to value the sort of novels you write you are bound to change your tune when it does.

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How Jewish is too Jewish? There’s an argument that the fathers of the novel are Homer and the Old Testament, the Old Testament being responsible for the jokes. That being the case, all novels are Jewish in the disputatious, dialogic sense. If I didn’t expect The Finkler Question to win – and my mother was so convinced it wouldn’t I suspect she went to William Hill and bet against it – that was because I feared it was too overtly Jewish. Which goes to show you never know. Thus my only advice to aspirants to the prize: don’t try to write a Man Booker book. Leave it to the dice. And remember to be graceful in victory. We need all the help we can get."

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Ingiliz roman, deneme ve oyku yazari Martin Louis Amis’in dogum gunu (25 Agustos 1949)

"Gogol, Dostoyevski, Tolstoy. Her biri Tanrinin Rus olmasi icin israr etmislerdi, ozellikle Rus olmaliydi. Rus Tanrisi, Rus devleti gibi olmayacakti, bunun yerine gozyasi dokecek, cezalandirirken sarki soyleyecekti. " Gorus Evi



“Gogol, Dostoevsky, Tolstoy: each of them insisted on a Russian God, a specifically Russian God. The Russian God would not be like the Russian state, but would weep and sing as it scourged.”



“Ideoloji, kokenleri yeterince gerceklige dayanmayan bir inanc sistemi; din ise gerceklikle hicbir baglantisi bulunmayan bir inanc sistemidir. Dini inanclar mantiktan ve sayginliktan yoksundur ve dunya capinda yol actigi olaylar tuyler urperticidir.”



“An ideology is a belief system with an inadequate basis in reality; a religion is a belief system with no basis in reality whatever. Religious belief is without reason and without dignity, and its record is near-universally dreadful. It is straightforward.”

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Amerikali heavy metal grubu Kiss’in bas gitaristi ve solisti, Amerikali sarkici, soz yazari, plak yapimcisi, girisimci, aktor ve yazar Gene Simmons’in (Gene Klein / Chaim Witz) dogum gunu (25 Agustos 1949)