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Nazim Hikmet

Nazim Hikmet

1902–1963 · lived 61 years -- --

Nazim Hikmet was a revolutionary Turkish poet, playwright, novelist, and memoirist. A prominent figure in 20th-century Turkish literature, his work is characterized by its lyrical beauty, political engagement, and innovative use of language. He is celebrated for his ability to blend traditional Turkish poetic forms with modern sensibilities and socialist themes, making his poetry accessible and powerful. His life was marked by activism, imprisonment, and exile, which deeply influenced his writing, imbuing it with a profound sense of humanism and a passionate call for justice and freedom. He remains an internationally recognized voice for his commitment to social change and his enduring literary contributions.

n. 1902-01-15, Salonica · m. 1963-06-03, Moscovo

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Angina Pectoris

If half my heart is here, doctor,
the other half is in China
with the army flowing
toward the Yellow River.
And, every morning, doctor,
every morning at sunrise my heart
is shot in Greece.
And every night,c doctor,
when the prisoners are asleep and the infirmary is deserted,
my heart stops at a run-down old house
in Istanbul.
And then after ten years
all i have to offer my poor people
is this apple in my hand, doctor,
one read apple:
my heart.
And that, doctor, that is the reason
for this angina pectoris--
not nicotine, prison, or arteriosclerosis.
I look at the night through the bars,
and despite the weight on my chest
my heart still beats with the most distant stars.
Trans. by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk ()
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Bio

Identification and basic context

Nazim Hikmet Ran, commonly known as Nazim Hikmet, is one of the most significant Turkish poets of the 20th century. Born into an intellectual and prominent family, his lineage included high-ranking military officials and poets. He wrote primarily in Turkish. His life was deeply intertwined with the tumultuous political and social landscape of Turkey and the wider world during his time.

Childhood and education

Nazim Hikmet was born into a family with strong artistic and intellectual connections. His mother was a painter, and his maternal grandfather was a landowner and poet. He received a solid education, attending schools in Istanbul. He later studied at the Naval Academy, though his military career was short-lived, largely due to his burgeoning political activism.

Literary trajectory

Hikmet's poetic journey began in his youth, marked by a fascination with traditional Turkish forms and a growing awareness of social injustices. He quickly developed a unique style, blending these traditional elements with avant-garde influences and a strong political voice. His early works already showed a commitment to social realism and a critique of the prevailing political order. Throughout his life, his poetry evolved, reflecting his experiences with activism, imprisonment, and exile, becoming a powerful chronicle of personal and political struggles. He was also involved with various literary journals and publications.

Works, style, and literary characteristics

Hikmet's major works include "835 Lines" (1929), "The Book of Our Women" (1935), and the epic "Human Landscapes from My Country" (1966). His poetry often explores themes of love, freedom, social justice, hope, and the human condition. He is known for his innovative use of free verse, breaking away from classical Ottoman forms to create a more direct and accessible poetic language. His style is characterized by its powerful imagery, rhythmic intensity, and a lyrical yet urgent tone. He employed vivid metaphors and a conversational tone, often infused with a sense of optimism and a call to action.

Cultural and historical context

Hikmet lived through a period of immense change in Turkey and globally. He was a prominent figure during the establishment of the Turkish Republic, a time of significant political and social reforms, but also of repression for dissenting voices. He was associated with socialist and communist movements, which led to his frequent clashes with the authorities. His generation of writers grappled with the challenges of modernization and national identity in the post-Ottoman era.

Personal life

Hikmet's personal life was marked by intense relationships and political commitment. He married several times, and his relationships often influenced his poetry, particularly themes of love and longing. His dedication to his political ideals led to significant personal sacrifices, including prolonged periods of imprisonment. These experiences of confinement and separation profoundly shaped his worldview and his literary output.

Recognition and reception

Nazim Hikmet is widely regarded as one of the greatest Turkish poets of the 20th century and is recognized internationally. While his work was often suppressed or censored in Turkey during his lifetime due to his political views, he gained a significant following and critical acclaim abroad. Posthumously, his reputation has grown, and he is celebrated for his contributions to both Turkish literature and world poetry. He has received numerous accolades and is a subject of extensive academic study.

Influences and legacy

Hikmet was influenced by revolutionary poets and socialist thinkers. His own work, in turn, has had a profound influence on subsequent generations of Turkish poets and writers, as well as on politically engaged literature worldwide. His legacy lies in his ability to fuse personal lyricism with social commentary, making poetry a tool for social change. His poems have been translated into numerous languages and continue to inspire readers and artists globally.

Interpretation and critical analysis

Hikmet's poetry is often analyzed through the lens of his political commitment and his pursuit of universal human values. Critics explore the tension between his personal experiences and his broader social vision, as well as his innovative use of language to convey complex emotions and political ideas.

Curiosities and lesser-known aspects

Despite his revolutionary image, Hikmet also possessed a deeply romantic and lyrical sensibility. His experiences in prison, far from breaking him, often fueled his creativity, leading to some of his most poignant and beautiful works. He was also known for his charismatic personality and his ability to connect with people from all walks of life.

Death and memory

Nazim Hikmet died of a heart attack in Moscow. He is commemorated as a national poet in Turkey and is widely celebrated internationally. His work continues to be read, performed, and studied, ensuring his enduring memory and influence.

Poems

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A Spring Piece Left In The Middle

Taut, thick fingers punch
the teeth of my typewriter.
Three words are down on paper
in capitals:
SPRING
SPRING
SPRING...
And me -- poet, proofreader,
the man who's forced to read
two thousand bad lines
every day
for two liras--
why,
since spring
has come, am I
still sitting here
like a ragged
black chair?
My head puts on its cap by itself,
I fly out of the printer's,
I'm on the street.
The lead dirt of the composing room
on my face,
seventy-five cents in my pocket.
SPRING IN THE AIR...
In the barbershops
they're powdering
the sallow cheeks
of the pariah of Publishers Row.
And in the store windows
three-color bookcovers
flash like sunstruck mirrors.
But me,
I don't have even a book of ABC's
that lives on this street
and carries my name on its door!
But what the hell...
I don't look back,
the lead dirt of the composing room
on my face,
seventy-five cents in my pocket,
SPRING IN THE AIR...
*
The piece got left in the middle.
It rained and swamped the lines.
But oh! what I would have written...
The starving writer sitting on his three-thousand-page
three-volume manuscript
wouldn't stare at the window of the kebab joint


but with his shining eyes would take
the Armenian bookseller's dark plump daughter by storm...
The sea would start smelling sweet.
Spring would rear up
like a sweating red mare
and, leaping onto its bare back,
I'd ride it
into the water.
Then
my typewriter would follow me
every step of the way.
I'd say:
"Oh, don't do it!
Leave me alone for an hour..."
then
my head-my hair failing out--
would shout into the distance:
"I AM IN LOVE..."
*
I'm twenty-seven,
she's seventeen.
"Blind Cupid,
lame Cupid,
both blind and lame Cupid
said, Love this girl,"
I was going to write;
I couldn't say it
but still can!
But if
it rained,
if the lines I wrote got swamped,
if I have twenty-five cents left in my pocket,
what the hell...
Hey, spring is here spring is here spring
spring is here!
My blood is budding inside me!
and April
Trans. by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk ()
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