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Osmanlı bin yıllık kültürümüz şimdi yepyeni tişört ve hediyelik eşya ile karşınızda...Ottoman Turkish Gifts

Osmanlı İmparatorluğu ve Turk tarihi meraklılarına orjinal baskı tişört, hediyelik eşya ve ilginç hediye! Hediyenin envai çeşidi arasında orjinal ve otantik bir hediye bulmak istiyorsanız Osmanlı sultanlarının tuğraları, ay yıldızımız, nazar boncuğu, türk ve osmanlı motiflerinin tişörtlerinizi süslemesine ne dersiniz? Her yaştan kesime hitap eden designlerımız içinde bebekleri de unutmadık!
Mutlaka ziyaret etmeniz gereken link:

Dışarıda kar var Meryem'in de paltosu var;)

Hatice Meryem müzik kutusuna takılmış vaziyette...


Yavaş yavaş oluşan bir kum tepeciği
masamdaki kadife örtünün üzerini gölgelemiş
vaktin geldiğini söylüyor uykuyla mühürlenmiş gözlerime
bir zaman durdum, dışarıdan gelen köpek havlamalarını dinledim
henüz değil, bir kaç inatçı tanecik daha var geride
kum saatinin ince camdan belinden geçmeden
bana anneliği öğretmeleri için meleklere yalvarıyorum
sessiz bir yalvarış, "Yeter ki ona nasıl bakacağımı bileyim!"
gülümseyip yanımdan ayrıldı her biri
ama yalnız değilim, onu bana getiren mesajcı kartal
her an yanı başımda,

kum saati etrafına odaklanmış dualar ve sayıklamalar
Meva Ayse

Breathin Life

Breathin Life

once a biology teacher told me
how cells divide and multiply in almost infinitesimal numbers

Stage one: an embryo
Stage two: you got a glimpse of another world
Stage three: nervous system is on the go
Stage four: Adam or Eve?
Stage five: doctor’s visits become fun

you breathe in
that inhale turns into life
by Allah’s will
Sudden strokes of excitement and nerve-wracking hours
You breathe in
Life envelops the placenta
Then they breathe in and give you the rest of your being.

For our baby
22 June 2007 Syracuse

Your Customized MusicBox

You want to listen to the music you love? is a phenomenal new address where you can enter the artist, group or even song you like, and the site brings you a radio tailored for you senses. Great way to start the day! You feel a little bit of Frank Sinatra, just type it. Or Gypsy Kings! Or even Justin Timberlake... Sure to become your new musicbox!


When you think about it you will affirm what I say now

when you talk behind some one, the persona-non-grata
First in slow dips you drink her blood
You start to see her inside out
You became blood-sisters
You are angry I know! But if I say you’re right,
I will become the same monster of unquenchable appetite.
See do you get what I mean?

While you may think it aint’ boasting,
--the truth that you do better--
consumes your inner strength, slippin you into the satanic ocean of confusions
Better shh! Better smile over her mere trifles.
You see this is the teachings of the great Sufi Master
Whatever comes your way, just let it past until you know it comes from the One and Only!
Who is cure to every wound even before you re wounded.

22 June 2007 Syracuse University
Meva Ayse

Hicret Anne

O tahtadan eski Türk evinin kapısı ne zaman kapandı? Tam bilemiyorum. 18’imden sonra olsa gerek. Çocukluğumda annemle gittiğimiz bu evde yaşlı bir teyze oturuyordu. Hicret Anne. Kendisi Peygamber Efendimizin mübarek soyundan asil bir hanımdır. Çevresinde pır dönen ve kendini ona hizmet etmeye adamış kızları ve misafirleriyle küçük bir kızken kurduğum hayal dünyasının kahramanlarından biri olmuştu. Adı, evi, bakışları ve o unutulmaz ortam. Kışları bazen babam ve kardeşimle dışarıda arabada oturup annemin hiç bitmeyecekmiş sandığım ziyaretini beklediğim de olurdu. Beylerbeyinin o yokuş yukarı sokaklarından birinde yemyeşil, yüzyıllık çınarlar arasında, Hicret Annenin evinin karşısında bir çocuk parkı vardı. Bu parkta Ahmet’le salıncağa binip kim daha hızlı sallanacak diye yarıştığımızı hatırlıyorum. Tabi o her zaman daha sağlamcı olduğu için bu oyunu çok fazla abartmazdı.

Fakat evin içinde bambaşka bir rüzgâr eserdi. Sanki o köhne ahşap evin çıtaları arasından dışarıya bir huzur sızardı.…

Film The Fountain (2006) plunges one into a psychic world

Starting with a puzzling start and taking you to the psyche of a researcher whose wife has an incurable tumor, the Fountain is a worthwhile film that gives you a spiritual realization of life and death. Yet I have to correct a wrong done by many. It does not fit into the science fiction but rather the fantasy genre. Here I say fantasy not in the sense of Lord of the Rings Trilogy or the latest 300. Fantasy like in the Labyrinth or Eternal Sunshine of A Spotless Mind. They mix reality with an hyper-reality. The truth has a parallel but limitless reflection on this hyper-reality. So when you watch Fountain, starring Hugh Jackman and Rachel Weisz, you experience a two-fold story, one in İzzi's novel where the Spanish Conquistador goes in search of a tree whose balm gives eternal life and the other in real life where her husband devotes his time to find a cure to her illness. In either way this is a story of Dr. Faustus asking for an immortal kiss. I wont tell the end to take the joy …

One of my poems after Sufi ideal of "Die before you die!"

Nightfall II

Your imperial palace of musty corridors, your second self,
Inch by inch the movement of your eyes
Dies before you die…
A fountain decked with peacock feathers, flowing with transparent envy
Rather than water for your thirsty brother who
Dies before you die…
The chamber you put fire to, is decorated with gilded mirrors
Their gold brighter than the fire, they extinguish yours, the last smile
Dies before you die.
Death on his familiar torso projects like the tower of Babel
Over you, over him; brothers, same blood makes awkward enemies
Who die before you die…
The sizzling meat of your body, from either joy or agony.
Live like a rooster among yellow off-spring, be a single eye on a peafowl’s tail
and die before the nightfall .

Meva A. 2006 SYR

Huo Yuan Jia (2006) - Fearless

I think so far the best movie Jet Li starred in. I am not a big fan of fighting and combat films yet the Fearless was really impressive in representing the Chinese Kung Fu master Huo Yuan Jia's half-mythical half-true lifestory. This is one of my best historical movies along with the Gladiator (2000), the Kingdom of Heaven(2005) and the Message (1976).
I think it is high time there comes a movie about the Ottoman Mehmed the Conqueror and his siege of Istanbul. We are waiting for those genius Turkish screenwriters and producers who will make a worthy historical film about one of the most significant events in the Early Modern World.

Necip Fazıl Kısakurek'ten Bir Ceviri- Translation of Necip Fazil's Donemec

Dönemeç / Necip Fazıl Kısakürek
Bir gündü, hava ılık
Ve cadde kalabalık...
Bir kadın sapıverdi önümden dönemece;
Yalnız bir endam gördüm, arkasından, ipince.
Ve görmeden sevdiğim, işte bu kadın dedim,
Çarpıldım sendeledim.

Bir gündü mevsim bayat
Ve esnemekte hayat....
Dönemeçten bir tabut çıktı ve üç beş adam;
Yalnız bir âhenk sezdim, çerçevede bir endam.
Ve tabutta, incecik, o kadın var, anladım;
Bir köşede ağladım

It was a day, a warm day
and the street swarmed.
A woman took a turn right before me
I only saw her slender figure from the back
And without coming eye to eye I fell for her,
This is the woman I love I said
I twisted to the side and staggered.

It was a day, flat season
and a sucking life…
From the corner came a coffin and three to five men
I recognized an accord in it,
a familiar figure laid in that mounting
So they had my woman in the casket
I twisted to the side and cried.

translated by Meva Ayse 2006

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Writing is harder each time!

With every step you thread in the path of authorship, a fear of wiping off what you so far accomplished hangs heavy on your chest and stops you from free-writing. On this intersection one has to choose imagination over fears. Rumbling does take you somewhere no matter how crazy you may seem, go on the journey, the consequences are worth it!

an advice from an anonymous writer...

What can we do against Global Warming/ Acizane bizler Küresel Isınmaya karşı ne yapabiliriz?

We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children. Native American Proverb

“Yaşadığımız dünya bize babalarımızdan miras değildir, torunlarımızdan ödünç aldığımız bir varlıktır.” Bir kızılderilli atasözü.

1- Save electricity! Elektrik tasarrufu! Nasıl mı? Kullanmadığınız tüm ışıkları, bilgisayarınızı, televizyonu tek bir hamleyle kapayarak. Kullandığınız ampulleri ömürleri daha uzun olan ve çok daha iyi aydınlatan çevre dostu florasan ampullerle değiştirerek.

2-Save Water Supplies! Su tasarrufu! Tuvaletin rezarvuarına bir litrelik içi su dolu bir şişe yerleştirin. Bu sayede günde yirmi litre su tasarrufu yapabilirsiniz! Torunlarımız suya muhtaç kalmasın! Dişinizi fırçalarken musluğu açık bırakmak mı? Bir kez daha düşünün!

3-Teach your children how to save! Çocuklarınıza ellerindeki nimeti nasıl koruyacaklarını öğretin! Unutmayın kıymet bilmeyene bildirirler!



I crossed cities, I crossed silent rivers.
I came in winter, I came in summer.
I saw your gardens full of autumn leaves.
I am a little castaway, a bird out of its flock.
I pray that someday you would hear my song:

Teakettle teakettle teakettle tea!

Like a forlorn star up above the sea,
I struggled in vain to make you see,
the beat of my heart and the light I give.
Pain taught me to leave no trace for love,
Though my eyes tell on me: teakettle teakettle tea!

Farabi's Castle

It smells musty gun powder; his little face fits in
the elongated rectangular of the loopholes-
thin slits that admit light into his dark tower
where colors become slaves to masonry.

Alone with his childish fears
and the reminiscences of past few days
trapped in that chamber
and body consumes light.
The walls question; dig them, hit and wiggle.
Playing hide-and-seek,
he is always the one to seek.
Rotating around the moving walls
nails blotted with dirt,
wisdom, a hunch on his back.
No eye can pry into him, no finger can point him.
He had a lifetime to materialize:
Why is it that yellow light passes through the loopholes
sometimes and other times not?

a modern scientist repeats him on and on
That in the quantum of a black hole
light is distorted in a whim:
an eye on the invisible.
The blindness was not void.
It was human trial, testament for the things to come.
He tried to draw circles, triangles, and squares
though he lived in a quadrangle
of barriers where no Otherness had breached.

Meva Ayse

Kalbinin Sesini Duyduğum Gün

Bana bir gün söyleseler
kalbinin sesini duyacağımı
inanmam güler geçerdim
içimdeki dünya, ufak sevdiğim

Bana bir gün deselerki sen gelmişsin
koşar bakar taa gözlerine derinden
o duyduğum ses sen miydin
içimdeki dünya, Hakkın aşığı

Bana bir gün desen Anne!
ah ne çabuk büyüdün yavrum
daha dün gibi kalbinin sesi hala kulaklarımda
içimdeki dünya, ufak sevdiğim

Oscar for Pan's Labyrinth or El Laberinto del Fauno

Best Fantasy of the past decade! says a commentetor. That's really what I first thought when I watched the film. In a two hour story Guillermo del Toro, the writer and director of Pan's Labyrinth surpasses even the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. Maybe some fans of Tolkien would be offended by what I say, but Ofelia's journey has a more intense effect on the audience than the Hobbit's journey. The writer gave the real World War II Spain along with the magical world of the little girl. It is more than a dream world or an imaginative realm. Pan's Labyrinth is the pain, the hope and the peace all merged in one movie. The musics and the scenes are a feast as well. I have watched many fantasy movies but by far this is the best and had the most effect on me.
Hope it takes the Oscars!!
By the way it took 8.5 in IMDB ratings...:

Miracle of Life

these days it is hard to see miracles...
only in movies: fantastic moments imposed on us
magical-realism and far-away vistas
to escape from the barrier of the Real

yet all that time
a forgotten lollipop is in your pocket
which you cherish with a childlike smile
Allah (c.c) gives
the miracle of life
within a womb.