Nazim Hikmet

(1902-1963 / Turkey)

Today Is Sunday

Poem by Nazim Hikmet

Today is Sunday.
For the first time they took me out into the sun today.
And for the first time in my life I was aghast
that the sky is so far away
and so blue
and so vast
I stood there without a motion.
Then I sat on the ground with respectful devotion
leaning against the white wall.
Who cares about the waves with which I yearn to roll
Or about strife or freedom or my wife right now.
The soil, the sun and me...
I feel joyful and how.

Translated by Talat Sait Halman

Comments about Today Is Sunday by Nazim Hikmet

  • Exasperation (4/19/2020 8:45:00 AM)

    Everyday will be Sunday for both of us.(Report)Reply

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  • Adnan Aksoy (4/18/2009 2:24:00 PM)

    He was very famous Turkish poet. Thanks a lot Mr. Talat Sait Halman for his translation and you (poemhunter) for the honor granted him.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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