Введение
Ахмед Ариф (21 апреля 1927 года в Диярбакыре – 2 июня 1991 года в Анкаре) – турецкий курдский поэт. Его отец, Ариф Хикмет, – этнический туркмен из Киркука, а мать, Сайре, – курдка. Ахмед Ариф изучал философию в Анкарском университете. В 1950 году Ариф был арестован по политическим мотивам и провёл в тюрьме до 1952 года. Его стихи, отличавшиеся оригинальным лиризмом и образностью, вдохновлённой анатолийским фольклором, широко читались и пользовались популярностью. Он опубликовал всего один сборник стихов: «Хасретинден Прангалар Эскиттим» (Оковы, изношенные тоской / 1968) – издание, выдержавшее рекордное количество переизданий. Он был одним из авторов литературного журнала «Папирюс», редактором которого был Джемаль Сюрея.
Ahmed Arif (21 April 1927 in Diyarbakır – 2 June 1991 in Ankara) was a Turkish Kurdish poet. His father, Arif Hikmet, is an ethnic Turkmen from Kirkuk, and his mother Sayre is Kurdish. Ahmed Arif studied philosophy at Ankara University. Arif was arrested on political grounds in 1950 and spent time in prison until 1952. Published in various literary journals, his poems were widely read due to their original lyricism and imagery influenced by Anatolian folk cultures. He published only one collection of poetry: Hasretinden Prangalar Eskittim (Fetters Worn Out by Longing/1968) – a volume that has gone through a record number of printings. He was among the contributors of the literary magazine Papirüs which was edited by Cemal Süreya.
Ай Карналик (Луна темна)
В 2023 году Парижский институт критического мышления (PICT) начал проект по переводу стихов Ахмеда Арифа на английский язык; до сих пор 2 перевода с открытым доступом, оба выполненные Дэвидом Селимом Сайерсом и Эвримом Эмиром Сайерсом, были опубликованы в Интернете.
In 2023, the Paris Institute for Critical Thinking (PICT) commenced a project to translate Ahmed Arif's poems into English; so far, 2 open access translations, both by David Selim Sayers and Evrim Emir Sayers, have been published online. TurkishMaviyeMaviye çalar gözlerin,Yangın mavisineRüzgarda asi,Körsem,Senden gayrısına yoksam,Bozuksam,Can benim, düş benim,Ellere nesi?Hadi gel,Ay karanlık
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
В синеву, в синеву крадутся твои глаза,
В синеву огня,
Бунтуя против ветра.
Если я слеп,
Если кроме тебя мне ничего не нужно,
И если я сломлен,
Жизнь моя, сон мой,
Что до других?
Иди ко мне,
Луна темна.
In 2023, the Paris Institute for Critical Thinking (PICT) commenced a project to translate Ahmed Arif's poems into English; so far, 2 open access translations, both by David Selim Sayers and Evrim Emir Sayers, have been published online. TurkishMaviyeMaviye çalar gözlerin,Yangın mavisineRüzgarda asi,Körsem,Senden gayrısına yoksam,Bozuksam,Can benim, düş benim,Ellere nesi?Hadi gel,Ay karanlık
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
Голоден, как пес,
Обнажен, как змея,
Поражен и проклят,
Если я пришел к твоим вратам –
Есть ли предел моей ненасытности?
Лишь бы, лишь бы
Моя любовь,
Подобной которой нет?
Засели писари,
Пишут мой приговор.
Иди же, молю,
Луна темна.
In 2023, the Paris Institute for Critical Thinking (PICT) commenced a project to translate Ahmed Arif's poems into English; so far, 2 open access translations, both by David Selim Sayers and Evrim Emir Sayers, have been published online. TurkishMaviyeMaviye çalar gözlerin,Yangın mavisineRüzgarda asi,Körsem,Senden gayrısına yoksam,Bozuksam,Can benim, düş benim,Ellere nesi?Hadi gel,Ay karanlık
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
Со всех сторон логово подлецов,
Дружелюбные лица,
Дружелюбные улыбки.
От моего огня зажигают сигареты,
Целуют мой лоб,
Тихие, вероломные, скользкие.
Со всех сторон логово подлецов,
Кружусь, кружусь, и выхода нет.
В самую темную ночь мне хочется умереть,
Не уходи,
Луна темна.
In 2023, the Paris Institute for Critical Thinking (PICT) commenced a project to translate Ahmed Arif's poems into English; so far, 2 open access translations, both by David Selim Sayers and Evrim Emir Sayers, have been published online. TurkishMaviyeMaviye çalar gözlerin,Yangın mavisineRüzgarda asi,Körsem,Senden gayrısına yoksam,Bozuksam,Can benim, düş benim,Ellere nesi?Hadi gel,Ay karanlık
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark
İtten aç,Yılandan çıplak,Vurgun ve belaGelip durmuşsam kapınaVar mı ki doymazlığım?İlle de illeSevmelerim,Sevmelerim gibisi?Oturmuş yazıcılarFermanım yazarN'olur gel,Ay karanlık
Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dost yüzlü,Dost gülücüklü. Cıgaramdan yanar,Alnım öperler,Suskun, hayın, çıyansı. Dört yanım puşt zulası,Dönerim dönerim çıkmaz. En leylim gecede ölesim tutmuş,Etme gel,Ay karanlık EnglishInto the blueInto the blue steal your eyesInto the blue of a fireRaging against the windIf I’m blindIf I’m leaving behind all but youSo what if I’m through?This life is mine, this dream is mineStrangers have no clueCome, I say,The moon is dark
If I end at your gateStarved as a curStripped as a snakeWounded and cursedWith my loving, my needMy insatiable greedWhat, then, could compete?Come what mayThe scribes all uniteMy sentence to writeCome, I pray,The moon is dark
Bastards’ lairs to all my sidesThey look like friendsSmile like friendsLight their cigarettes off mineKiss my cheekLike worms they sneakBastards’ lairs to all my sidesTo all my sides, dead endsCraving for death in the leyliest night,Don’t stay away,The moon is dark