A Rose
offers itself
a coral wine glass
in
the bars
of time
***sorry but could not find the name of the translator
Ahmet Hamdi Tanpinar
Rose by Ahmet Hamdi Tanpınar
A Rose
offers itself
a coral wine glass
in
the bars
of time
translated by Murat Nemet-Nejat
Whole Summer by Ahmet Hamdi Tanpınar
How well the whole summer passed,
nights in a small garden. . .
you white as lilies
and in a furtive thought. . .
as if in the full moon night
the reverie can’t be crossed
becoming a palace
as if in house arrest
How well the whole summer passed,
nights in the small garden. . .
translated by Murat Nemet-Nejat
Awakening by Ahmet Hamdi Tanpınar
And now life’s desolate twilight hour starts
Beyond distant cypresses daylight departs.
The garden of spring don the brightest sun,
The river’s voice rises and then is gone.
The nightingale sings of love’s sorrows
While rings of fire burn the rims of the rose.
translated by Talat S. Halman
Fear by Ahmet Hamdi Tanpınar
I have the fear of all things that end,
I am the Blue Eagle who drags the dawn
Along in his iron beak. . .
. . . . . . . . . . . .And life is caught
Within my claws like dangling emeralds
And deathlessness along my lovely swoop
Now bites the thirsty antelope of time.
translated by Talat S. Halman
Roads Too Early by Ahmet Hamdi Tanpinar
Roads disappeared early
I lost my hope of disappearing
Something else covered your foot steps
Beyond the silence colored moon
Far away from everything, and stars
You became the denier of all gardens
Built your house where my freezing winds
Can’t find a branch to break
Leonard Durso 