maalesef ergenlik donemini sozlukte geciren yazardir. biz de o yollardan gectik de bu kadar sapmadan hocam. nedir anlamadim ki. ne yiyo bu gencler. nasi boyle oluyolar.
(bkz: sol frame de sivilce patlatmak)
demet akalin in basin danismani. sadece telefon gorusmesinde dahi anlasilabiliyor ki cok kibar. ya bu sektorde yeni. ya da cidden insan. hep oyle kalmasi dileklerimi sunuyorum kendisine.
not: mukayese edebilcek olcude kafi tecrubeye tarafimdan sahip olunmustur.
zamaninda sigara yasagi icin biz burda bi tarafimizi yirtip kontrolden cikip ceza ustune ceza alip caylak olurken, hobareyyy icmesin kimse, bizi de zehirlemesinler, dumansiz hava sahasi oleyy... seklinde debelenen beyinsizlerin neden oldugu durumdur.
cok soyledik bu sigara yasagi saglikla alakali degil uyan turk diye. mercimek kadar beyin olunca almiyo tabii.
alin size beyinsiz yasam sahasi. o dumansiz hava sahasi icin ucusan mavi baloncuklar da gotunuze girsin.
mallar.
sarki sozu yazarlari ve bestekarlar icin * faydali bir site. kendilerinden ovguyle bahsediyolar. sisirdikleri kadar var mi bilmem. ben de henuz dahil olmaya karar verme asamasindayim. ilgilenen arkadaslara duyurulur.
giderek ve hizla icine suruklendigimiz durumdur maalesef. canli yayinlardaki aptal saptal totemler. kelli felli adamlarin obsesif demecleri vs derken; bugun deryali gunler isimli programda iksir yapildi. resmen gordum. allah belami versin ki yaptilar. hem de saka degildi. ciddilerdi.tarif falan verildi. ve akabinde kaciranlar icin bidaha verildi tabii ki tarif.
annemle beraber izledik. ve ben annemdeki menapoza bagladigim bi takim manyakliklarin sirrini cozdum bugun.
canim annem benim.
sigara yasagi gibi boktan bi yasagimiz varken, televizyon programlari falan degil de; televizyon kulliyen yasaklansa daha mi iyi olcak diye dusundum.
bilindigi uzere ortacag donemine tekabul eder bu tur sarlatanliklar.
urktum. inanamadim. *
enteresan bir ruh halidir. herseye ragmen dalga gecenin deprem gercegini yasamamasini temenni ederim ayrica.
dalga gecmeye devam etmesi anlamina gelir bu durum ama yine de insanligimi korumaya gayret ediyorum.
(bkz: #9812676)
saat 03 52 itibariyle gerceklesen depremdir.
ya da ben kendi kendime sarsilmisimdir.
bilemedim simdi.
destek bekliyorum.
akil sagligimdan supheliyim.
baskasi da hissetmis olsun nolur.
bir adet * alsancak * ve bir adet de bostanlida olmak uzere iki subeye sahip sanat eseri gibi isler cikaran guzellik merkezi.
ki surdan daha da detayli bilgi alinabilir sanki: http://www.ludo.com.tr/
ask-i memnu nun veda fragmaninda gecen replik.
dizi ile alakali daha ne kadar abartilabilecegi fantazisi uzerine; veda bolumunde halit ziya usakligil in ete kemige burunup ekranda peyda olmasi ihtimalini dahi dusundurtmeye baslamistir.
defalarca ayni olayi tecrube etmis olmasina karsin, kisinin uclu kalemin poposuna ** hafif darbeler uygulayarak, kalemin ucundan uc ciktigini gorunce sevinmesi durumudur. ve hatta dikkat edilirse gorulecektir ki; o ucun ordan ciktigini ilk kez kendisi kesfetmiscesine magrur bi ifade ve keyif mevzu bahistir kisinin suratinda.
(bkz: anlasilmamis entry)
(bkz: saat 4 47)
(bkz: uyku neden gelmez)
(bkz: bu saatte fazla uzaga gitmis olamaz)
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h.d olarak da bilinen ve siirlerinde genellikle mistik olaylara yer veren amerikan sairi. kisa bir sure ezra pound ile yasadigi askin siirlerine ilham verdigi iddia edilir. dedikodu da olabilir. biz cok ciddiye almayalim bu durumu. sea rose en cok bilinen siirlerindendir.
I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
half out of water, with my hook
fast in a corner of its mouth.
He didn't fight.
He hadn't fought at all.
He hung a grunting weight,
battered and venerable
and homely. Here and there
his brown skin hung in strips
like ancient wallpaper,
and its pattern of darker brown
was like wallpaper:
shapes like full-blown roses
stained and lost through age.
He was speckled with barnacles,
fine rosettes of lime,
and infested
with tiny white sea-lice,
and underneath two or three
rags of green weed hung down.
While his gills were breathing in
the terrible oxygen
- the frightening gills,
fresh and crisp with blood,
that can cut so badly
I thought of the coarse white flesh
packed in like feathers,
the big bones and the little bones,
the dramatic reds and blacks
of his shiny entrails,
and the pink swim-bladder
like a big peony.
I looked into his eyes
which were far larger than mine
but shallower, and yellowed,
the irises backed and packed
with tarnished tinfoil
seen through the lenses
of old scratched isinglass.
They shifted a little, but not
to return my stare.
- It was more like the tipping
of an object toward the light.
I admired his sullen face,
the mechanism of his jaw,
and then I saw
that from his lower lip
- if you could call it a lip;
grim, wet, and weaponlike,
hung five old pieces of fish-line,
or four and a wire leader
with the swivel still attached,
with all their five big hooks
grown firmly in his mouth.
A green line, frayed at the end
where he broke it, two heavier lines,
and a fine black thread
still crimped from the strain and snap
when it broke and he got away.
Like medals with their ribbons
frayed and wavering,
a five-haired beard of wisdom
trailing from his aching jaw.
I stared and stared
and victory filled up
the little rented boat,
from the pool of bilge
where oil had spread a rainbow
around the rusted engine
to the bailer rusted orange,
the sun-cracked thwarts,
the oarlocks on their strings,
the gunnels — until everything
was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow!
And I let the fish go.
guzel siirlere imza atmis amerikan sairidir. oldukca olumsuz gecen cocukluk ve genclik donemine inat siirlerinde pastoral guzellikleri betimler ve beklenenin aksine optimistik bir yaklasimla yazar siirlerini. The Fish en onemli siirlerindendir.
wallace stevens in incelenmeye ve uzerine yazi yazilmasina doyamayan enfes siiridir. yazalim ve biz de inceleyelim o halde derim ben;
I
Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.
II
I was of three minds,
Like a tree
In which there are three blackbirds.
III
The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.
IV
A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a blackbird
Are one.
V
I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.
VI
Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the blackbird
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in the shadow
An indecipherable cause.
VII
O thin men of Haddam,
Why do you imagine golden birds?
Do you not see how the blackbird
Walks around the feet
Of the women about you?
VIII
I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the blackbird is involved
In what I know.
IX
When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.
X
At the sight of blackbirds
Flying in a green light,
Even the bawds of euphony
Would cry out sharply.
XI
He rode over Connecticut
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For blackbirds.
XII
The river is moving.
The blackbird must be flying.
XIII
It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The blackbird sat
In the cedar-limbs.
call the roller of big cigars,
the muscular one, and bid him whip
in kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
let the wenches dawdle in such dress
as they are used to wear, and let the boys
bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
let be be finale of seem.
the only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
take from the dresser of deal,
lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
on which she embroidered fantails once
and spread it so as to cover her face.
if her horny feet protrude, they come
to show how cold she is, and dumb.
let the lamp affix its beam.
the only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
modern amerikan siirinin en onemli isimlerinden birisidir. betimlemeleri ile dikkat ceker. siirleri icinde siir i inceler ve anlatir. cok lezzetli imgeleri vardir ve okudukca okuyasi gelir insanin. emperor of ice cream ve thirteen ways of looking at a blackbird en guzel siirlerindendir.
en cok ses getiren eseri "ac sinifin laneti" * olan amerikali siradisi sanatci. eserlerinde amerika'nin oteki yuzunu betimler ve insanlarin icinde her yeni nesil ile biraz daha buyuyen laneti ve ihtirasi ortaya koyar.
