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BIOGRAPHY

Mehmet ALTUN was born in 1977 in Kars, and He lives in Kadikoy-Istanbul. He has a graduate of Archeology and Art-History as a Prehistorian from Istanbul University Prehistory Department. And He is still studying as an Ancient-Historian in master programme in Istanbul University and Universita di Roma “La Sapienza” He joined Istanbul-Yenikapı Archaeological Excavition for one year, from 2006 to 2007. And, He has been in Allianoi for two seasons between -2000 – 2001-. Then the last work has been in Van in 2007. It was in Yoncatepe and Both Anzaf Castles Excavitions. On the other hand, He has joined several surveys in West and East of Anatolia.

OTHER EXPERIENCES

He has been working for a daily newspaper for 4 years (1998-2001) which is named “SABAH”. As it known, it is one of the biggest daily newspaper in Turkey. And He is still working for a publishing house Babil Yayinlari as an editor. He has three poem books and He is still publishing his work of poetry, articles, critics, foto-interviews, news and interviews in magazines like Cumhuriyet Kitap, Radikal Kitap, Radikal Gazetesi, Birgun Kitap, Birgun Gazetesi, www.gercekgundem.com and Varlık, Yasak Meyve, Oteki-Siz. In 2004, He has got the mantion in Yaşar Nabi Nayir Poetry Awards, and published his first book of poetry which has titled “Ruyamda Hayat Vardi” in same year. And his second book of poetry “Su Zilgitlari” and third book “Yukari Deniz” has been published in 2008.

(THE) WİND!

-I-

I, (The) Wind!

Knocking on agitatedly closed doors

Swaying on sails, whirring on branches, am coming

I, (The) Wind!

Threatening your windmills, am coming

A purpose to your light, a maturity to your fight, am coming

I am coming from the North

From the traps you were caught in

To carry honey to the esence of an unripe fruit

I am coming to become the voice of an ant in the dark, the desire of fire in the light

A tornado in a wave, a hiss in a song, frost in the winter say you

But I, I am perpetually overcoming a forbidden place

-II-

I, (The) Wind!

Know the moisture of the green, sky green farms

The legend of the Mediterranean stone, and the chill of the fire in Rome

I, (The) Wind!

In penetrating rain, staring at a wet lover

Know the loneliness, that seeps into the tears of the eye and love

I am coming from the West

Knowing the chateaux’s that a thousand struggles seeds fed

The Renaissance of crime and punishment, the Reform of believing

The wall and the truths of the mind, is from where I’m coming

From the tragedy of a crown wet by Nero’s tear

Arenas, the savageness of lions

the women of revolution I know

Youth in Paris, history in Rome, the struggle in İstanbul say you

But I, I am perpetually coming from a love that destroys an era in fury

-III-

I, (The) Wind!

Know all the directions of the world

Beyond the clouds, the rain, the sea I know

I, (The) Wind!

I am coming from the South

From inside the consolation you find yourself

Passing between the breasts of a virgin

Through the sweat violating her

From the dark courtyard of an ancient temple I am coming

A storm in the sea, a blizzard in the snow, a thunderstorm in the dust say you

But I, I am perpetually coming from a love that flows to itself

-IV-

I, (The) Wind!

The cool of the balcony becomes my body

Through the sleep of the sun, not the night I pass

I, (The) Wind!

Saw the waters steps, fishes in a thousand colours

My journey took me to the root of belief

I am coming from the East

The earth of the land you worship

From seventh heaven, the mud roof of Babel, I am coming

The flute of Tammuz I know, the hoof of the young goat grazing

The sadness of a mother with no milk

The chest of a lamb still hungry I know

Or that the first god was a shepherd

And that it stood at the volcano pit of the Upper Sea also

A curse on a mountain, a voice at the window, the boreas in spring say you

But I, I am perpetually coming from the place where a thousand faiths become one

Translation from Turkish:

Mehmet Aksoy

25/02/09