Tarana Turan Rahimli (Azerbaijan)

 

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Tarana Turan Rahimli (Azerbaijan)

Assosiate Prof. Dr. Tarana Turan Rahimli is an Azerbaijani poet, writer, journalist, translator, literary critic, teacher, academic, is an active member of the International Literary Agency in Turkey, Azerbaijan, Philippine, Kazakhstan, İtaly, Oman, Belgium, USA. She is a PhD in Philology, Associate Professor of Azerbaijan and World Literature Chair of Azerbaijan State Pedagogical University, author of 8 books and more than 500 articles. She is the editor and reviewer of 20 monographs and poetry books.The work has been published in more than 35 Western and Eastern countries. She is works were published in Azerbaijan, England, Italy, Spain, USA, Germany, Belgium, Mexico, Chile, Turkey, Russia, Romania, India, Ukraine, Kazakhstan, Tatarstan, Uzbekistan, Kyrgyzstan, Kocova, Bosna-Hersogovina, Oman, Saudi Arabia, Bangladesh, Japan, Chine and other countries. Poems and articles have been published in many international sites around the world, on periodicals and in anthologies.


Each evening a hope passed away inside of you +
                                      To the married women who feel themselves lonely

Each evening a hope passed away inside of you
Each evening a new grief was born there.
You shed tears to empty your heart,
But you were drown in of your own tears.

Only in your dreams your husband caressed you,
Only in dreams your wishes took wings.
They spoke about your false devotion,
But you never were satisfied with your destiny.

You turned to a statue at the window,
Like the gravestone of the dead love.
Neither spring, nor summer warmed your heart,
Like that autumn and winter of the life.

You kept the fragrant memories,
Only they are left from that love.
It is an add destiny, after marriage,
You are called married, but you feel lonely.


Praising of stone

Don’t hurt feelings of stone calling a cruel man as “ stone”,
There is a such stone centuries beat it, don’t touch that stone!
If you work for the stone, it will appreciate you,
There is such word if told to a stone, it will melt, heart won’t care it!

Those what a human being forgets, the memory of stone doesn’t forget,
There are those who throw stones unfairly, the unfair stone isn’t thrown.
Tell your dreams to the flowing waters and tell your secret to a black stone,
Stone- is your friend at the end of life and it is brother of your grave.

The locked doors were opened after we knocked them with stones,
The stones built our houses, stones run off from our ways.
My friend, strange man can’t bear to listen to our grief, but stones listen to,
Stones shed tears for the motion of life, stones whines for grief of life.

Some people earn money by cutting stones,
At the end we harden like stones, at times stones disgust us.
The leaves, flowers fade away and stones are left on the hearth
The stone of thousand years makes the history remember us.


I didn’t love you

I didn’t love you for it would make me grieve,
I loved your eyes that were opened with my love.
All what you told me is spoken by all the people
I loved the words that you didn’t tell me.

I didn’t want to be fire to destroy your heart,
I cut my luck to build luck for you.
I didn’t love you to press the juice of joining
I loved the track of longing in my inside.

I didn’t love you for you to be indebted to me,
I loved you for you to make my heart to be indebted.
I would never love you if you existed in thousand pieces,
I loved myself inside of your heart.


I grew up

I was left on the crossroads,
I grow up choosing my own way.
I passed through the aches
That filled into my inside.

I was interested with a strange wish,
I directed towards light and sound.
I drunk off the love
I grew up drinking such loves.

I took hands of the expectation,
I was lost in the corners of life.
I cut the grief to my height
I grew up in this way.

My spirit was invaded thousand times,
I took shelter only in the hemistiches.
A fire was made inside of my heart
But I didn’t burn, I grew up being experienced.

 

Sevil gulten
Translator: Sevil Gulten

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