Ode to nightingale
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,—
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees
Inferno, Canto 1
Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought renews the fear.
So bitter is it, death is little more;
But of the good to treat, which there I found,
Everything always seems impossible until it's over.
Thou that art now the world’s fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content,
And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee.
Sonnet 1
Death, always cruel
Death, always cruel, Pity's foe in chief,
Mother who brought forth grief,
Merciless judgment and without appeal!
Since thou alone hast made my heart to feel
This sadness and unweal,
My tongue upbraideth thee without relief.
And now (for I must rid thy name of ruth)
Behoves me speak the truth
Touching thy cruelty and wickedness:
Not that they be not known; but ne'ertheless
I would give hate more stress
With them that feed on love in very sooth.
Out of this world thou hast driven courtesy,
And virtue, dearly prized in womanhood;
And out of youth's gay mood
The lovely lightness is quite gone through thee.
Whom now I mourn, no man shall learn from me
Save by the measure of these praises given.
Whoso deserves not Heaven
May never hope to have her company.
Dante Alighieri
Thy hand, lovest soul, darkness shades me,
On thy bosom let me rest.
When I am laid in earth
May my wrongs create
No trouble in thy breast.
Remember me, remember me,
But ah, Forget my fate.
Sayfa 251Kitabı okudu
2003 yılına faciayla girdik.
THY uçağı Diyarbakır'a inerken düştü.
75 insanımız hayatını kaybetti.
"Pilot hatası" deyip örttüler. AKP zihniyetinin bu tür felaketler karşısında nasıl davranacağı daha ilk felakette belli olmuştu, ak parti sütten çıkmış ak kaşıktı, uçak düşerse pilotun, tren çarpışırsa makinistin, sel basarsa yağmurun suçuydu, sorumluluk daima başkalarının olacaktı!
(Halbuki, düşen uçak RJ-100 tipiydi, uçan tabut olarak tanınıyordu. Kazayı rahmetli pilota yıkmışlardı ama, THY bu uçaklardan kurtulduğunda apronda deve bile kesecekti.)
Now therefore go, and I will be with thy mouth, and teach thee what thou shalt say.
Exodus 4.12
Unthrifty loveliness why dost thou spend
Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy?
Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
To say within thine own deep-sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
EDGAR: Yet better thus, and known to be contemned,
Than still contemned and flattered. To be worst,
The lowest and most dejected thing of Fortune,
Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear.
The lamentable change is from the best;
The worst returns to laughter. Welcome, then,
Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace.
The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst
Owes nothing to thy blasts. But who comes here?
OTHELLO: (…) Arise, black vengeance, from the hollow hell!
Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne
To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught,
For ’tis of aspics’ tongues!
IAGO: Yet be content.
THY apronda deve kesti.
Her an düşme tehlikesi yaşayan RJ100 tipi yolcu uçaklarının seferden kaldırılması şerefine, İstanbul Atatürk Havalimanı'nın apronunda deve kurban edildi. Deveyi vince astılar. Hatıra fotoğrafı çektirdiler. 700 kilo et çıktı, çalışanlara dağıttılar. Dünya çapında rezil olduk. Deve törenini organize eden THY bakım başkanının derhal görevden alındığı açıklandı, ancak, ödüllendirir gibi THY'nin Londra bürosuna tayin edildiği, lojman ve makam aracı tahsis edildiği ortaya çıktı.
Kurban bayramıydı.
Saddam asıldı.
AKP hükümetinden çıt çıkmadı.