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Nazim Hikmet ..A section from Memleketimden Insan Manzaralari
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Vagonlar geliyorlar sallanarak.
Kartalli Kâzim
köprünün orda bir agaci gösterdi Tatar yüzlü adama:
"-Su köprünün dibindeki agaç yok mu?
Art ayaklari üstüne kalkmis
hayvana benzeyen agaç?
Su, soldaki,
koskocaman.
Bak.
Dallari köprüyü asan.
O dallara astilar ölüsünü Ali Kemal´in.
Istanbul´dan kaldirildi herif
güpegündüz
berberden,
Beyoglu´nda tiras olurken.
338´de..."
"- Kim bu Ali Kemal?"
"- Gazete muharriri.
Ingiliz´den para alir.
Adamiydi Halifenin.
Gözlüklü,
sisman.
Kan damlardi kaleminden,
fakat murdar,
fakat pis bir kan.
Gün olur daha derin,
daha genis yara açar
kalemin düsmanligi
mavzerin düsmanligindan."
"-Izmit bizde miydi o zaman?"
"-Yeni girmistik.
Ingilizler Istanbul´daydi daha.
Ali Kemal´i çalip getirdiler Ingiliz´in mavi gözünden.
Burda ´Geliyor!´ diye bir sayia çikti
alti yedi saat önce.
Iskeleye yigildi millet.
Belki Izmit halkinin dörtte üçü,
kadinlara varincaya kadar.
Ben Ulu Caminin ordan bakiyorum
Gözümde dürbün.
Göründü karsidan motor nihayet,
Bata çika geliyor.
Kostum asagiya.
Ben iskeleye inmeden
çikarmislar Ali Kemal´i motordan.
Surda
tepede
Saray Meydaninda hükümet konagi var
kolordu dairesi,
oraya götürdüler.
Konagin önü
meydan,
sokaklar
adam almiyor.
Kayniyor karinca gibi Izmit halki.
Fakat öfkeli,
fakat merhametsiz.
Çogu da gülüyor,
bayram yeri gibi Izmit sehri.
Hava da sicak,
gök de bulutsuz.
Ali Kemal 20 dakka kaldi kalmadi konakta
disari çikarildi.
Atti bir adim.
Etrafini zabitlerle polisler almis.
Kireç gibi yüzü.
Sarisin.
Birden ahali basladi bagirmaga:
´Kahrol Artin Kemal...´
Durdu.
Döndü.
Arkasina bakti
konagin kapisindan tarafa,
belki de geri dönüp içeri girmek için.
Fakat yüzüne karsi kapiyi agir agir kapadilar.
Yürüdü sallanarak on adim kadar.
Ahali boyuna bagiriyor.
Bir tas geldi arkadan
basina çarpti.
Bir tas daha
bu sefer yüzüne.
Kirildi gözlükleri,
biyiklarina dogru kanin aktigini gördüm.
Birisi, "Vurun," diye haykirdi.
Tas
odun
çürük sebze yagiyor.
Muhafizlari birakti Ali Kemal´i.
Ahali kara bulut gibi çullandi üzerine
alasagi ettiler.
Orda yerde yaptilar ne yaptilarsa.
Sonra açildi bir parça ortalik.
Baktim ki yatiyor yüzükoyun.
Ayaginda bir donu kalmis
kisa bir don.
Çiplak eti pelte gibi tombul, beyaz.
Bana hâlâ nefes aliyor gibi geldi.
Bir ip bagladilar sol ayagina.
Hiç unutmam
sol ayaginda kundura, çorap filan yoktu
fakat sag bacaginda çorap bagi kalmis.
Basladilar ölüyü bacagindan sürümeye.
Yokus asagi, basi taslara çarpip gidiyor.
Millet pesinde.
Bir aralik ipi koptu.
Baglandi yenisi.
Ibret alinacak hal.
Halki kizdirmaya gelmez.
Bir sabreder iki sabreder;
her ne ise...
Böylece dolasti Izmit sehrini Ali Kemal.
Sonra
dedim ya
astilar su köprünün üstündeki dallara ölüsünü.
Sonra ölüyü indirdiler
fakat gömlegi mi, donu mu ne
iç çamasirindan bir sey
öteki dalda bir iki ay sallanip durdu.
Sonra satildi müzayedeyle saati filan,
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Carriages are coming, rocking
Kazim of Kartal
Showed a tree around the bridge to the tartar faced man:
"-Do you see the tree under that bridge?
The tree that looks like an animal
Standing up on its hind legs?
That one, on the left
The big one
Look
The one its branches longer than the bridge
They hanged the dead body of Ali Kemal on those branches
He was picked up from Istanbul
In a broad daylight
From the barber
When he was shaving
In Beyoglu at 338."
"-Who is this Ali Kemal"
"-A writer in a news paper
He would take money from British
He was man of caliphate.
Wearing glasses
Chunky
Blood would drop from his pen
But vile,
But a dirty drop of blood.
A pen can open deeper wounds than
A rifle at times."
"-Was Izmit ours at the time?"
"-We had just entered.
Brits were still in Istanbul
They stole Ali Kemal while Blue British eyes were watching
There was a rumour as ´he was coming´
6 -7 hours before.
People massed at the harbour.
Maybe three quarters of Izmit,
Even the women.
I was waiting at Ulu Cami
With my binocular.
The boat emerged from the other side at last,
Coming with a difficulty.
I run down.
But before I arrived to the harbour
They took Ali Kemal from the boat.
There,
On the hill
There is the government’s office in the square,
They took him there.
In front of the office,
The square,
The streets,
Full of people.
People of Izmit is like ants
But angry
But merciless
Most of them are laughing
City of Izmit was like festival place.
It was hot
And no clouds in the sky ..
Ali kemal stayed 20 minutes or less in the office.
He was taken out.
He took a step.
He was surrounded by officers and the police
His face was like a limestone.
Blonde.
Suddenly, people started to shout:
´Down with Artin kemal..´
He stopped
And turned around
Looked at the back
Towards the door of the building,
Maybe he wanted to go back in.
But they shut the door on his face slowly.
He walked around ten steps, shaking.
The crowd was shouting continuously.
Then, a stone came from the back
And hit him in the head.
Then another one
On his face this time.
His glasses got broken,
I saw the blood running down to his mustache.
One of them roared ´hit´
Stones
Woods
Rotten vegetables were pouring
The Officers left Ali Kemal
The crowd descended on him like a dark cloud
They took him down
They did whatever they did to him on the ground.
Then it was cleared up little bit.
He was laying on his front when I looked
Only his shorts were on
A short pair of shorts
His naked flesh was white and fat like jelly
He seemed still breathing to me..
Then they tied a rope to his left foot.
I never forget.
There was not a sock or shoe in his foot
But there was cord of a sock on his right leg
They started to drag the dead body from his foot..
Down the hill, going as his head was hitting the stones.
The crowd was behind.
The rope snapped at some stage.
They tied a new one.
A situation you got to draw a lesson.
You must not make the people angry
They would show patience one and twice;
Whatever, anyways.
Ali Kemal toured city of Izmit like that
Then
As I said
They hanged up his dead body on those branches under the bridge
Then they brought the dead body down
But a piece from his shorts or his shirt
Something from his underwear
Dangled from the other branch for a couple of months
They sold his things like his watch in an auction
Way after..
I knew a person
Who bought one of his socks as a souvenir for 5 lira
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ps..Ali Kemal was great grand father of Boris Johnson, who is Mayor of London. (I mentioned about it once I think)
My try..
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