Nazim Hikmet Poems
- Optimistic Man as a child he never plucked the wings off ...
- On Living I Living is no laughing matter: you ...
- Things I Didn'T Know I Loved it's 1962 March 28th I'm ...
- Letter To My Wife 11-11-1933 ...
- A Sad State Of Freedom You waste the attention of your eyes, ...
- It's This Way I stand in the advancing light, my hands ...
- Some Advice To Those Who Will ...
Nâzım Hikmet Ran (15 January 1902 – 3 June 1963), commonly known as Nâzım Hikmet (Turkish pronunciation: [naːˈzɯm hicˈmet] ( listen)) was a Turkish poet, playwright, novelist, screenwriter, director and memoirist. He was acclaimed for the "lyrical flow of his statements". Described as a "romantic communist"and "romantic revolutionary", he was repeatedly arrested for his political beliefs and spent much of his adult life in prison or in exile. His poetry has been translated into more than fifty languages.
According to Nâzım Hikmet, he was of paternal Turkish and maternal German, Polish, Georgian, Circassian and French descent. Nâzım Hikmet's mother came from... more »
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as a child he never plucked the wings off flies
he didn't tie tin cans to cats' tails
or lock beetles in matchboxes
or stomp anthills
he grew up
and all those things were done to him
I was at his bedside when he died
he said read me a poem
about the sun and the sea
about nuclear reactors and satellites
about the greatness of humanity