Necip Fazıl Kısakürek

Necip Fazıl Kısakürek Poems

Ruhumu eritip de kalıpta dondurmuşlar;
Onu İstanbul diye toprağa kondurmuşlar.
İçimde tüten bir şey; hava, renk, eda, iklim;
O benim, zaman, mekan aşıp geçmiş sevgilim.
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İnsan bu, su misali, kıvrım kıvrım akar ya;
Bir yanda akan benim, öbür yanda Sakarya.
Su iner yokuşlardan, hep basamak basamak;
Benimse alın yazım, yokuşlarda susamak.
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Kafesli evlerde ağlar çocuklar,
Odalarda akşam olurken henüz.
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Tohum saç, bitmezse toprak utansın!
Hedefe varmayan mızrak utansın!
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Aç kapıyı haber var,
Ötenin ötesinden.
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6.

Eski hane,eşyası boşaltılmış barhane;
Şimdi mektep salhane,işyeri kumarhane...
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Ak saçlı başını alıp eline,
Kara hülyalara dal anneciğim!
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Yeryüzünde yalnız benim serseri,
Yeryüzünde yalnız ben derbederim.
Herkesin dünyada varsa bir yeri,
Ben de bütün dünya benimdir derim.
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Kırılırda bir gün bütün dişliler
Döner şanlı şanlı çarkımız bizim
Gökten bir el yaşlı gözleri siler
Şenlenir evimiz barkımız bizim
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Düşünüyorum: O'ndan evvel zaman var mıydı?
Hakikatler, boşluğa bakan aynalar mıydı?
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11.

Dağda dolaşırken yakma kandili,
Fersiz gözlerimi dağlama gurbet!
Ne söylemez, akan suların dili,
Sessizlik içinde çağlama gurbet!
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Bir yumak gibi hayat, kör düğümlerle dolu
Ömür süreli sınav, sonsuz meçhul sorulu
Avutmak mı kendini, yumakla kedi gibi?
Uyumak mı, ölmek mi? Yokmu kurtuluş yolu
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İhtilal acentası...
Solun tam da ortası.
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14.

Çocukken haftalar bana asırdı;
Derken saat oldu,derken saniye...
İlk düşünce,beni yokluk ısırdı:
Sonum yokluk olsa bu varlık niye?
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15.

Ölümü sığdıramaz,
Akıl daracık koğuk.
Ölemez, çıldıramaz,
Ağlar boğuk boğuk.
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Hayat, mayat diyorlar
Benim gözüm mayat'ta.
Hayatin eksiği var:
Hayat eksik hayatta.
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Kırılır da bir gün tüm dişliler
Döner şanlı şanlı çarkımız bizim
Gökten bir el yaşlı gözleri siler
Şenlenir evimiz barkımız bizim
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Akmayan yaşlarla sıcacık yüzün;
yavrum, bugün seni pek üzgün gördüm.
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Yıllar bir gözyaşı olup da kaymış
Nurlu ihtiyarin yanaklarında.
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Ellerime uzanan dudakları tepeyim
Allah diyen gel seni ayağından öpeyim.
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Necip Fazıl Kısakürek Biography

Ahmet Necip Fāzıl Kısakürek was a Turkish Sunni Islam poet, novelist, playwright, philosopher and activist. He is also known simply by his initials NFK. He was noticed by the French philosopher Henri Bergson, who later became his teacher. In his own words, he was born in "a huge mansion in Çemberlitaş, on one of the streets descending towards Sultanahmet" in 1904. His father was Abdülbaki Fazıl Bey who held several posts including deputy judge in Bursa, public prosecuter in Gebze and finally, judge in Kadıköy. His mother was an emigree from Crete. He was raised at the Çemberlitaş mansion of his paternal grandfather Kısakürekzade Mehmet Hilmi Efendi of Maraş; he was named after his great-grandfather Ahmet Necib, as well as his father, Fazıl. Necip Fazıl learned to read and write from his grandfather at the age of five. After graduating from the French School in Gedikpaşa, he continued his education in various schools, also including Robert College of Istanbul as well as the Naval School. He received religious courses from Ahmed Hamdi of Akseki and science courses from Yahya Kemal at the Naval School but he was actually influenced by İbrahim Aşkî, whom he defined to have "penetrated into deep and private areas in many inner and outer sciences from literature and philosophy to mathematics and physics". İbrahim Aşkî provided his first contact with Sufism even at a "plan of skin over skin". "After completing candidate and combat classes" of Naval School, Kısakürek entered the Philosophy Department of Darülfünûn and graduated from there (1921–1924). One of his closest friends in philosophy was Hasan Ali Yücel. He was educated in Paris for one year with the scholarship provided by the Ministry of National Education (1924–1925). He worked at the posts of official and inspector at Holland, Osmanlı and İş Banks after returning home (1926–1939), and gave lectures at the Faculty of Linguistics and History and Geography and the State Conservatoire in Ankara and the Academy of Fine Arts in İstanbul (1939–1942). Having established a relation with the press in his youth, Kısakürek quit civil service to earn his living from writing and magazines. Necip Fazıl was awarded the First Prize of C.H.P. Play Contest in 1947 with his play Sabır Taşı (Stone of Patience). Kısakürek was awarded the titles of "Great Cultural Gift" by the Ministry of Culture (25 May 1980) and "Greatest Living Poet of Turkish" by the Foundation of Turkish Literature upon the 75th anniversary of his birth. Necip Fazıl Kısakürek died on 25 May 1983 in his house at Erenköy after an illness that "lasted long but did not impair his intellectual activity and writing" and was buried in the graveyard at the Eyüp Cemetery on the ridge of Eyüp after an eventful funeral. Literary Career In his own words, having "learned to read and to write from his grandfather in very young ages", Kısakürek became "crazy about fimitless, trivia reading" until the age of twelve starting from "groups of sentences belonging to lower class writers of the French". He writes as follows: "My interest climbing up to the works such as (Pol ve Virjini), (Graziyella), (La-dam-d-kamelya), (Zavallı Necdet) claiming to be sensational and literary, eventually transformed into an illness and surrounded my nights and days as a net". Having been involved in literature with such a reading passion, Necip Fazıl states that his "poetry started at the age of twelve" and that his mother said "how much I would like you to be a poet" by showing the "poetry notebook of a girl with tuberculosis" lying on the bed next to his mother's bed when he went to visit her staying at the hospital, and adds: "My mother's wish appeared to me as something that I fed inside but I was not aware of until twelve. The motive of existence itself. I decided inside with my eyes on the snow hurling on the window of the hospital room and the wind howling; I will be a poet! And I became". The first published poem of Necip Fazıl is "Kitabe", a poem that was later included in his book Örümcek Ağı (Spider Web) with the title "Bir Mezar Taşı"(A Gravestone); it was also published in the Yeni Mecmua (New Magazine) dated 1 July 1923. By 1939, his poems and articles were appearing in magazines such as Yeni Mecmua, Milhi Mecmua, Anadolu, Hayat and Varlık, and Cumhuriyet newspaper. After returning home from Paris in 1925, Necip Fazıl stayed in Ankara intermittently. On his third visit, he published a magazine called Ağaç on 14 March 1936 by providing the support of some banks. Ağaç, the writers of which included Ahmet Hamdi Tanpınar, Ahmet Kutsi Tecer and Mustafa Şekip Tunç, decided to follow a spiritualist and idealist line on the contrary to the materialist and Marxian ideas supported by the writers such as Burhan Belge, Vedat Nedim Tör, Şevket Süreyya Aydemir and İsmail Husrev Tökin of closed Kadro magazine owned by Yakup Kadri and which influenced the intellectuals of the time greatly. Kısakürek later transferred to Ağaç (Tree) magazine published during six volumes in Ankara to İstanbul, however, unable to establish a viable reader base, the magazine was closed at the 17th volume. Necip Fazıl next began to publish the magazine called Büyük Doğu (Great East). Starting in 1943, the magazine was published intermittently as weekly, daily and monthly. In 1978, he was prosecuted because of his controversial articles and publications and the magazine was forced to close. Necip Fazıl also published a political humor magazine called Borazan (Bugle), of which only three volumes were published.)

The Best Poem Of Necip Fazıl Kısakürek

Canim Istanbul

Ruhumu eritip de kalıpta dondurmuşlar;
Onu İstanbul diye toprağa kondurmuşlar.
İçimde tüten bir şey; hava, renk, eda, iklim;
O benim, zaman, mekan aşıp geçmiş sevgilim.
Çiçeği altın yaldız, suyu telli pulludur;
Ay ve güneş ezelden iki İstanbulludur.
Denizle toprak, yalnız onda ermiş visale,
Ve kavuşmuş rüyalar, onda, onda misale.

İstanbul benim canım;
Vatanım da vatanım...
İstanbul,
İstanbul...

Tarihin gözleri var, surlarda delik delik;
Servi, endamlı servi, ahirete perdelik...
Bulutta şaha kalkmış Fatih'ten kalma kır at;
Pırlantadan kubbeler, belki bir milyar kırat...
Şahadet parmağıdır göğe doğru minare;
Her nakışta o mana: Öleceğiz ne çare? ..
Hayattan canlı ölüm, günahtan baskın rahmet;
Beyoğlu tepinirken ağlar Karacaahmet...

O manayı bul da bul!
İlle İstanbul'da bul!
İstanbul,
İstanbul...

Boğaz gümüş bir mangal, kaynatır serinliği;
Çamlıca'da, yerdedir göklerin derinliği.
Oynak sular yalının alt katına misafir;
Yeni dünyadan mahzun, resimde eski sefir.
Her akşam camlarında yangın çıkan Üsküdar,
Perili ahşap konak, koca bir şehir kadar...
Bir ses, bilemem tanbur gibi mi, ud gibi mi?
Cumbalı odalarda inletir ' Katibim'i...

Kadını keskin bıçak,
Taze kan gibi sıcak.
İstanbul,
İstanbul...

Yedi tepe üstünde zaman bir gergef işler!
Yedi renk, yedi sesten sayısız belirişler...
Eyüp öksüz, Kadıköy süslü, Moda kurumlu,
Adada rüzgar, uçan eteklerden sorumlu.
Her şafak Hisarlarda oklar çıkar yayından
Hala çığlıklar gelir Topkapı Sarayından.
Ana gibi yar olmaz, İstanbul gibi diyar;
Güleni şöyle dursun, ağlayanı bahtiyar...

Gecesi sünbül kokan
Türkçesi bülbül kokan,
İstanbul,
İstanbul...

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