Wind River
+ "Çok sinirliyim. Tüm dünya ile kavga etmek istiyorum. Bunun nasıl bir his olduğunu biliyor musun?"
- "Biliyorum. Ama ben o hisle kavga etmeye karar verdim. Çünkü dünyanın kazanacağından korktum."
From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no life lives for ever;
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
I live by the river
with my mother
In a house.
She washes
I cook
We never go out.
bugün böyle bir şey yazdım
she is trying to write a short story by getting inspiration from her own life. Because life is like a river that has no end, she doesn’t know where to start, hoping not to be lost in the heavy waves of memories.
My own poem about the settings in the God of Small Things
In a small town of Kerala,
desperate children walking along the river
feel the darkness of Ayemenem
and deign this place to God’s own country
to make them lighten