Murat Nemet -Nejat is a Poet, essayist and translator of modern Turkish poetry. His recent publications include Steps (Mirage, 2003), The Peripheral Space of Photography (Green Integer, 2003) and Eda: An Anthology of Contemporary Turkish Poetry (Talisman, 2004). He is well-known for his translations of poet Orhan Veli in, I, Orhan Veli, (Hanging Loose Press, 1989).He was born in Istanbul, Turkey, and has lived in the United States since 1959.
At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning the pages of the sultan's private book woven with naked slaves, whipping time to shreds.
In a division of labor, bushy commanders and dreamy slaves join, tearing to pieces during the riotous orgies, the pages of the Koran, revealing their reveries.
A mistiness after the rain, hammered with pain.
He dreams a crooked spell, a diagonal, so so paradise.
Found out, the commander's tunic is ripped off, his gold epaulets are ripped off. His slaves escape giggling.
Now, a bag man, accosting and being teased by foundlings.
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I found this poem at Woodland Pattern: http://tinyurl.com/cnut4
There's a very interesting essay by Nemen-Nejat at Muse-Apprentice-Guild : http://tinyurl.com/ayg52
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At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning the pages of the sultan's private book woven with naked slaves, whipping time to shreds.
In a division of labor, bushy commanders and dreamy slaves join, tearing to pieces during the riotous orgies, the pages of the Koran, revealing their reveries.
A mistiness after the rain, hammered with pain.
He dreams a crooked spell, a diagonal, so so paradise.
Found out, the commander's tunic is ripped off, his gold epaulets are ripped off. His slaves escape giggling.
Now, a bag man, accosting and being teased by foundlings.
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I found this poem at Woodland Pattern: http://tinyurl.com/cnut4
There's a very interesting essay by Nemen-Nejat at Muse-Apprentice-Guild : http://tinyurl.com/ayg52
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