Hear, Muse, for the beginning of this spring I shall renew my song once again. Set the gift of eloquent words free out of my breast! This very breast, that once teemed with the love of your beauty, has not yet sunk into deadly indifference. For sure it grows green and sprouts with the coming…
Tag: Antiquity
Endivian (!?) Mutterings
Have you ever noticed that plants do indeed speak? They have discourse. This endive you see in the image I’ve added to the post… Well, it established a language for itself by the haphazard shape of its roots, its tubers force themselves through the earth while expanding there or thither: at the same time earth…
A Few Scattered Meditations
From now on it will be the simple things for me in my writing. Back to the basics. I don’t need to distill the best of my best or try all the way to write something absolutely perfect. Too pompous. Lay back a little, think down to the root. Think back to the roots of…
Wood-Grouse
A simple shepherd, sleeping under the drooping branches of firs with his small flock snuggled tightly around him to warm their bodies up. At one moment he seems to wake up from his rest, his star-dimmed eyes survey the surroundings and then his gaze tilts upward towards the branches of the tree that arches over…
A Pantheistic Paean
« To God all things are fair and right, but men hold some things wrong and some right ». So did once say the ancient Heraclitus. To Him God is both the sheen of day and the obscurity of night. The cruel winter meets with the gentle summer and one may take surfeit just the…
Peeking through veils of eternity -a DMT story
The account you will find below is a fictitious journal of an unknown person. He refers to himself as “I”, and talks about a dream. How could I simply brush off such an adventure while I was desperately bored with life? And how “fun” is life supposed to be, anyway? Well, I guess terminal boredom…
“Mousa, Pan’dan Bahset Bana”
Kırların Neşeli Tanrısı Pan Üzerine 27 Mart 2023’te orijinal olarak Alegori Dergi için yazılmıştır. Sükûnet içinde çayırlar ve uzaktan seçilen ekili tarlalar. Gözün aldığı kadar çınarlar,yanında dostu kayın, kestaneler ve ıhlamurlar –bahar gelmiş, geçmiş devri kışın. Lâkin necerbezeli bir flüt melodisiyle bozuluyor ormanın sessizliği aniden! Pan’ın flütüdür çalan. Kuşların pınarbaşında şakımasına rakip havalar ile saçı…
Lament to a Dryad
A dirge so heartfelt, wistful sigh for a land of dreams… Among untouched woods carrying fresh myrrh of the resin. Untouched the deer and wolf rest picture-like, preserved in a glace of nostalgia, a nostalgia for a time never experienced, inexplicable yearning for nowhere. A stern wind rolls over my chest, carrying away my wishes….
Prayer to Dionysus
I call upon the Mountainous and Feral Dionysos of the thorns and ivy! Immortal spirit, I am bound to you, allured by your beauty and grandeur for ever and ever; happy is the one to have drunk from this mystic potion of yours o the Vine-Covered One… Yours is the captivating ecstasy, potent and intoxicating…
A Madrigal for the Dawn
O bright-coloured daughter to Sun, pristine like Moon and In cold hours of daybreak trembling. Rose-faced, many-hued, bearing Wreathes of soft light. O companion to my Dawnside reveries! In unison with the faint Cooing of the morning dove, All in sweet mourning tune, Silently thine symphony of nature Plays, awakening what was, is, And to…