• TABLE OF CONTENT
    • the dreaming machine – issue number 12
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 11
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 10
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 9
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 8
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 7
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 6
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 5
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 4
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 3
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 2
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 1
  • THE DREAMING MACHINE
    • The dreaming machine n 12
    • The dreaming machine n 11
    • The dreaming machine n 10
    • The dreaming machine n 9
    • The dreaming machine n 8
    • The dreaming machine n 7
    • The dreaming machine n 6
    • The dreaming machine n 5
    • The dreaming machine n 4
    • The dreaming machine n 3
    • The dreaming machine n 2
    • The dreaming machine n 1
  • CONTACT
No Result
View All Result
The Dreaming Machine
  • Home
  • Poetry
    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    The delicate hour of the birds among the branches – Poems by Melih Cevdet Anday (trans. Neil P. Doherty)

    Afro Women Poetry- SUDAN: Reem Yasir, Rajaa Bushara, Fatma Latif

    Afro Women Poetry- SUDAN: Reem Yasir, Rajaa Bushara, Fatma Latif

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    A flock of cardinals melted in the scarlet sky: Poems by Daryna Gladun

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    The wolf hour and other poems by Ella Yevtushenko

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Testing the worth of poetic bombshells – Four poems by Abdul Karim Al-Ahmad

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

  • Fiction
    Chapter ten, from”Come What May” by Ahmed Masoud

    Chapter ten, from”Come What May” by Ahmed Masoud

    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    In memoriam – Swimming in the Tigris, Greenford: The Poetical Journey of Fawzi Karim, by Marius Kociejowski

    The Naked Shell of Aloneness – Kazi Rafi

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    The Shadow of a Shadow – Nandini Sahu

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Football is Life – Mojaffor Hossein

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Origin – 1. The House, at night, by Predrag Finci

    HOT MANGO CHUTNEY SAUCE – Farah Ahamed (from Period Matters)

    HOT MANGO CHUTNEY SAUCE – Farah Ahamed (from Period Matters)

    Take Note of the Sun Shining Within Twilight – Four Poems by Natalia Beltchenko

    BOW / BHUK – Parimal Bhattacharya

  • Non Fiction
    My Lover, My Body – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

    My Lover, My Body – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    A tribute to Carla Macoggi – An invitation to reading her novels, by Jessy Simonini

    A tribute to Carla Macoggi – An invitation to reading her novels, by Jessy Simonini

    In memoriam – Swimming in the Tigris, Greenford: The Poetical Journey of Fawzi Karim, by Marius Kociejowski

    In memoriam – Swimming in the Tigris, Greenford: The Poetical Journey of Fawzi Karim, by Marius Kociejowski

    What Gets Read: How the Beats Caught on in Italy – Clark Bouwman

    What Gets Read: How the Beats Caught on in Italy – Clark Bouwman

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Of romantic love and its perils: The lyrics of the enigmatic Barbara Strozzi – Luciana Messina

  • Interviews & reviews
    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    Paradoxes of misfits and wanderers: Modhura Bandyopadhyay reviews Stalks of Lotus

    Beauty and Defiance: Ukrainian contemporary paintings in Padua- Show organizer Liudmila Vladova Olenovych in conversation with Camilla Boemio

    Beauty and Defiance: Ukrainian contemporary paintings in Padua- Show organizer Liudmila Vladova Olenovych in conversation with Camilla Boemio

    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    A preview of Greek poet Tsabika Hatzinikola’s second collection “Without Presence, Dreams Do Not Emerge”, by Georg Schaaf

    Ascension: A conversation with Matthew Smith

    Ascension: A conversation with Matthew Smith

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Of Concentric Storytelling, Footballs and the Shifting World

    Lexically Sugared Circuits of R/elation: A Conversation with Adeena Karasick

    Lexically Sugared Circuits of R/elation: A Conversation with Adeena Karasick

  • Out of bounds
    • All
    • Fiction
    • Intersections
    • Interviews and reviews
    • Non fiction
    • Poetry
    Camilla Boemio interviews Malaysian artist Kim Ng

    Poetic bridges and conversations: Icelandic, Kiswahili and English through three poems by Hlín Leifsdóttir

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Human Bestiary Series – Five Poems by Pina Piccolo

    Bear encounters in Italy:  Jj4, anthropomorphized nature and the dialectics of generations – Post by Maurizio Vitale (a.k.a. Jack Daniel)

    Bear encounters in Italy: Jj4, anthropomorphized nature and the dialectics of generations – Post by Maurizio Vitale (a.k.a. Jack Daniel)

    Chapter four from “La cena- Avanzi dell’ex Jugoslavia”, by Božidar Stanišić

    Chapter four from “La cena- Avanzi dell’ex Jugoslavia”, by Božidar Stanišić

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    A song of peace and other poems by Julio Monteiro Martins

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    I am the storm rattling iron door handles (Part I)- Poems by Michael D. Amitin

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Spirited away by the northern winds (Part I) – Poems by Marcello Tagliente

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    Like a geological specimen in a darkened room: Two poems by Neil Davidson

  • News
    HAIR IN THE WIND – Calling on poets to join international project in solidarity with the women of Iran

    HAIR IN THE WIND – Calling on poets to join international project in solidarity with the women of Iran

    THE DREAMING MACHINE ISSUE N. 11 WILL BE OUT ON DEC. 10

    THE DREAMING MACHINE ISSUE N. 11 WILL BE OUT ON DEC. 10

    RUCKSACK – GLOBAL POETRY PATCHWORK PROJECT

    RUCKSACK – GLOBAL POETRY PATCHWORK PROJECT

    REFUGEE TALES July 3-5:  Register for a Walk In Solidarity with Refugees, Asylum Seekers and Detainees

    REFUGEE TALES July 3-5: Register for a Walk In Solidarity with Refugees, Asylum Seekers and Detainees

    IL BIANCO E IL NERO – LE PAROLE PER DIRLO, Conference Milan Sept. 7

    IL BIANCO E IL NERO – LE PAROLE PER DIRLO, Conference Milan Sept. 7

    OPEN POEM TO THE CURATORS OF THE 58th VENICE BIENNALE  FROM THE GHOSTS OF THAT RELIC YOU SHOULD NOT DARE CALL “OUR BOAT” (Pina Piccolo)

    OPEN POEM TO THE CURATORS OF THE 58th VENICE BIENNALE FROM THE GHOSTS OF THAT RELIC YOU SHOULD NOT DARE CALL “OUR BOAT” (Pina Piccolo)

  • Home
  • Poetry
    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    The delicate hour of the birds among the branches – Poems by Melih Cevdet Anday (trans. Neil P. Doherty)

    Afro Women Poetry- SUDAN: Reem Yasir, Rajaa Bushara, Fatma Latif

    Afro Women Poetry- SUDAN: Reem Yasir, Rajaa Bushara, Fatma Latif

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    A flock of cardinals melted in the scarlet sky: Poems by Daryna Gladun

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    The wolf hour and other poems by Ella Yevtushenko

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Testing the worth of poetic bombshells – Four poems by Abdul Karim Al-Ahmad

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

  • Fiction
    Chapter ten, from”Come What May” by Ahmed Masoud

    Chapter ten, from”Come What May” by Ahmed Masoud

    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    In memoriam – Swimming in the Tigris, Greenford: The Poetical Journey of Fawzi Karim, by Marius Kociejowski

    The Naked Shell of Aloneness – Kazi Rafi

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    The Shadow of a Shadow – Nandini Sahu

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Football is Life – Mojaffor Hossein

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Origin – 1. The House, at night, by Predrag Finci

    HOT MANGO CHUTNEY SAUCE – Farah Ahamed (from Period Matters)

    HOT MANGO CHUTNEY SAUCE – Farah Ahamed (from Period Matters)

    Take Note of the Sun Shining Within Twilight – Four Poems by Natalia Beltchenko

    BOW / BHUK – Parimal Bhattacharya

  • Non Fiction
    My Lover, My Body – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

    My Lover, My Body – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    A tribute to Carla Macoggi – An invitation to reading her novels, by Jessy Simonini

    A tribute to Carla Macoggi – An invitation to reading her novels, by Jessy Simonini

    In memoriam – Swimming in the Tigris, Greenford: The Poetical Journey of Fawzi Karim, by Marius Kociejowski

    In memoriam – Swimming in the Tigris, Greenford: The Poetical Journey of Fawzi Karim, by Marius Kociejowski

    What Gets Read: How the Beats Caught on in Italy – Clark Bouwman

    What Gets Read: How the Beats Caught on in Italy – Clark Bouwman

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Of romantic love and its perils: The lyrics of the enigmatic Barbara Strozzi – Luciana Messina

  • Interviews & reviews
    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    Paradoxes of misfits and wanderers: Modhura Bandyopadhyay reviews Stalks of Lotus

    Beauty and Defiance: Ukrainian contemporary paintings in Padua- Show organizer Liudmila Vladova Olenovych in conversation with Camilla Boemio

    Beauty and Defiance: Ukrainian contemporary paintings in Padua- Show organizer Liudmila Vladova Olenovych in conversation with Camilla Boemio

    Remembering Carla Macoggi: Excerpts from “Kkeywa- Storia di una bambina meticcia” and “Nemesi della rossa”

    A preview of Greek poet Tsabika Hatzinikola’s second collection “Without Presence, Dreams Do Not Emerge”, by Georg Schaaf

    Ascension: A conversation with Matthew Smith

    Ascension: A conversation with Matthew Smith

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Of Concentric Storytelling, Footballs and the Shifting World

    Lexically Sugared Circuits of R/elation: A Conversation with Adeena Karasick

    Lexically Sugared Circuits of R/elation: A Conversation with Adeena Karasick

  • Out of bounds
    • All
    • Fiction
    • Intersections
    • Interviews and reviews
    • Non fiction
    • Poetry
    Camilla Boemio interviews Malaysian artist Kim Ng

    Poetic bridges and conversations: Icelandic, Kiswahili and English through three poems by Hlín Leifsdóttir

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Human Bestiary Series – Five Poems by Pina Piccolo

    Bear encounters in Italy:  Jj4, anthropomorphized nature and the dialectics of generations – Post by Maurizio Vitale (a.k.a. Jack Daniel)

    Bear encounters in Italy: Jj4, anthropomorphized nature and the dialectics of generations – Post by Maurizio Vitale (a.k.a. Jack Daniel)

    Chapter four from “La cena- Avanzi dell’ex Jugoslavia”, by Božidar Stanišić

    Chapter four from “La cena- Avanzi dell’ex Jugoslavia”, by Božidar Stanišić

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    A song of peace and other poems by Julio Monteiro Martins

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    I am the storm rattling iron door handles (Part I)- Poems by Michael D. Amitin

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Datura – Paulami Sengupta

    Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

    Spirited away by the northern winds (Part I) – Poems by Marcello Tagliente

    Pioneer’s Portrait: How Voltaire Contributed to Comparative Literature, by Razu Alauddin    

    Like a geological specimen in a darkened room: Two poems by Neil Davidson

  • News
    HAIR IN THE WIND – Calling on poets to join international project in solidarity with the women of Iran

    HAIR IN THE WIND – Calling on poets to join international project in solidarity with the women of Iran

    THE DREAMING MACHINE ISSUE N. 11 WILL BE OUT ON DEC. 10

    THE DREAMING MACHINE ISSUE N. 11 WILL BE OUT ON DEC. 10

    RUCKSACK – GLOBAL POETRY PATCHWORK PROJECT

    RUCKSACK – GLOBAL POETRY PATCHWORK PROJECT

    REFUGEE TALES July 3-5:  Register for a Walk In Solidarity with Refugees, Asylum Seekers and Detainees

    REFUGEE TALES July 3-5: Register for a Walk In Solidarity with Refugees, Asylum Seekers and Detainees

    IL BIANCO E IL NERO – LE PAROLE PER DIRLO, Conference Milan Sept. 7

    IL BIANCO E IL NERO – LE PAROLE PER DIRLO, Conference Milan Sept. 7

    OPEN POEM TO THE CURATORS OF THE 58th VENICE BIENNALE  FROM THE GHOSTS OF THAT RELIC YOU SHOULD NOT DARE CALL “OUR BOAT” (Pina Piccolo)

    OPEN POEM TO THE CURATORS OF THE 58th VENICE BIENNALE FROM THE GHOSTS OF THAT RELIC YOU SHOULD NOT DARE CALL “OUR BOAT” (Pina Piccolo)

No Result
View All Result
The Dreaming Machine
No Result
View All Result
Home Fiction

Every Shoe Tells its Own Story – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

May 2, 2021
in Fiction, The dreaming machine n 8
Every Shoe Tells its Own Story  – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty
Share on FacebookShare on Twitter

 

Starting from childhood, from the day when we first wander out into the street, shoes are our best friends, friends who never leave us, who spend every waking moment with us. They are unarmed guards of our feet, who keep all harm at bay, who protect and watch over us. Shoes, the humblest of all objects. They are kept well away from us in our houses. We kick them off rocks, drag them through mud. Trace circles with them in the soil. We batter and scuff them continually. In truth, we torment them.

Shoes are the twins that chase way our loneliness.

The expression “like sisters and brothers” seems to suit shoes more than children. They are more alike than identical twins. Their path, their course is forever the same. When one gets wet, so does the other. When one steps in mud, so does the other. They never quarrel- but instead walk side by side and stand side by side. They are the most trustworthy, the most agreeable of companions.

Shoes suit the word companion best.

Shoes are the coracles of silence. They are boats carried away in the flood.  Really, scripture should speak of them the most: of their patience, their loyalty. Shoes are bound, are faithful to their owners. They know, they recognise them- they take the curves and bends of their feet. They go to death with us. What shoes were on Virginia Woolf’s feet when she put an end to her life? What did Hrant Dink’s shoes feel, lying there on the ground?

Shoes are the most perfect balance of the animate and the inanimate.

Death spells the end of your need for shoes. Sleep and death: journeys undertaken with no shoes. Then, they just disappear silently- as if they never existed. They are no longer able to feel their owner’s warmth. Left alone they too feel the emptiness within them. Some of them wait at home for Godot, while others set out in search of him every day. It’s like they want to preserve the smell and the heat of those feet. For, they too fear being abandoned.

Shoes: two prisoners sharing the same fate.

The child shares the joy of walking with their shoes, taking the first step into the street, the first step into that different world in them. They protect those tiny feet from cold, dust, mud and from cuts. How indispensable they are, these singular witnesses of each of our adventures. In truth, we can’t really do without them. Yes, we can fare into the street with no watch, earrings, bracelet or hat but never without shoes!

Shoes are the armour feet don in the struggle to survive.

Even our shadow is a fair-weather friend, but our shoes remain with us even at night. For a false-friend and a shadow stay only while the sun shines. There is something tribal about shoes, they display a tribal devotion. We leave them outside the front door, but they do not grow resentful.  They have a timid, meek and shy nature. Like those women who are taken for granted but never complain.

Shoes are two slaves of the one master.

Oh, there are certainly haughty ones among them. And some that are overly given to decoration. High heels nourish an ambition to rise in the world. Others cost as much as jewellery. They, who render the beautiful even more so. There are some that just can’t seem to get along with feet- they pinch, hurt and draw blood. They are unbiddable, unbendable. There is something tough in the stance of certain boots. They lay down a challenge to all and sundry.  How swanky to be striding about in a brand new pair.

Yet most shoes, too, experience nothingness.

Summer shoes are put to sleep in their boxes throughout the winter. Like babies in the cradle. Winter shoes sleep and rest in summer. The Wellington boot was the preserve of the working class. Used in field and garden, building site and sewer.  While trainers are designed for the road, for the pavements of the city. How well they suit the gender, the class, the profession, the personality and taste of all those who wear them. But the shoes of the king, of the jester and the peasant are not one. The list is endless: clogs, slippers, galoshes, patent leather shoes, brogues, pumps, stilettos, peep toe, open toe, crocs, moccasins, pampooties, loafers, kitten heels, espadrilles, winklepickers, creepers…

Every shoe tells its own story.

Playful children’s shoes that hop and skip, sweat and fall. All colourful on the inside and out: red, green, blue, yellow, orange and purple. The shoes of a child always remain a child. For many women shoes are akin to lovers they passionately want. There is something a little breezy about a woman’s shoes as they step onto the road or path…something provocative in their pointed heels, their laces and buckles. Then there are the tired and faded shoes of old age, dragged in slow steep along the road. Or the nimble shoes of the athlete- always poised to sprint. The shoes of the judge, do they not announce his full and resolute voice?  And the shoes of the traveller that say: “what roads I have seen, what things I have lived though”. Here, an old shoe, as it quietly falls apart, pleads not to be abandoned halfway down the road.

Some shoes are militaristic.

At times lined up with soldierly discipline. As if they had an obsession with symmetry. The colonial boots are all for Mussolini, how they love Hitler and the SS too. Even on Švejk’s or Chaplin’s feet they are devoid of any charm.  For they hunt, are potent, and yes, they are masculine those black boots that trample, that destroy and that murder in every single war and massacre. Abandoned shoes piled one on top of the other speak in the plainest terms of genocide. The shoes of a hanged politician can still rise up against those left in power.

Shoes are of the lowest caste.

As for slippers, well they are privileged. They roam about the house like cats, are allowed to wander in and out of every room. There are even those who sneak into bedrooms and peep at what is going on there. However, they know how to keep secrets. Unlike wet hair, hot, steamy baths late at night or very early in the morning, bath bowls dropped or taps gushing loudly, they do not betray those who have committed that ‘delicious crime’.

Slippers are the most voyeuristic, the most deviant members of the shoe colony.

Slippers: reverential geishas. There are indoor slippers, hotel slippers, mosque slippers, hammam slippers, temple slippers…and clanking clogs. Slippers offered to guests recall an Eskimo tradition. It is said they would present their wives to any visitor who came calling.

So many roads to walk, so many shoes to wear out…

So, how many years, months and days does it take for a pair of shoes to wear itself out? How many stories does it write on each of the roads it has wandered, in each of the houses it has entered? What do shoes see in their dreams? Do they feel the desire that lies on the path to the beloved? The endless bliss of eventually arriving at someone’s door, that someone whose shoes will soon stand right beside ours? Or the burning pangs of distance and separation?  Do shoes get bored while in prison? For the shoes of prisoners are also imprisoned. Do the shoes of long-term hospital patients itch to leave at the first opportunity?

How much greater than the population of the world is the population of shoes?

It is said the Chinese put very tight shoes on girls’ feet to keep them from growing. In ancient times leather or wooden soled sandals were worn. Those made from papyrus leaves were considered to be sacred relics among the Egyptians. Sumerian soldiers, too, wore something similar. The Assyrians, however, wore boots, and the first heeled shoes and the first shoes with laces are found among them.  The shape of Japanese sandals indicated the rank and profession of the wearer. They paid no heed to those ancestors who said “it is not the shoe you must look at, but at the heart”.

Shoes are the storehouse of metaphor.

Sometimes, like children, they play the role of the informant who reveals a crime, who gives away the perpetrator, but this they do unknowingly, reluctantly and with the greatest naivety. Because they love to leave traces in the soil and in the mud. They feel the joy a child who makes potato prints feels. At times they are the creators of happiness. The glass slippers of fairy tales…the glee of children’s special days…the dream that haunts the poor.

Shoes are the harbingers of tradition.

As a mark of respect the host places the guest’s shoes carefully in the direction of departure. Even the most religious of shoes will not be admitted to the mosque, they are always left outside. In the Turkish language the idiom “Mehmet Agha of the Yellow Boots” is used to speak of someone you don’t know, someone you don’t recognise, someone who is no one. To point out that a person is unreliable the idiom “no sturdy shoe he” is called upon- it is as if we blame the shoes and not the wearer! If a dervish’s shoes are upturned, it means he is being penalized for a misdemeanour.  He leaves the lodge, passes over sea or river until he reaches another, and only returns when he is forgiven. In place of the dervish it is the shoes that are punished.

“Shoes upon her feet how quietly my love tips to me”

I recall folk songs that sing of shoes; some lively and light, others sad and sorrowful. “My shoes are full of sand, you’d need a shovel to scoop them out/To lie beside that coy mistress, you’d need a heart so stout”. Another sings of the fez and shoes among the few belongings left behind by a fallen soldier: “I wonder what’s is in his bag at all/ a pair of shoes and fez, that’s all”.

Though, it is the story of the legendary blind folk musician, Aşık Veyselthat, might be the saddest of all. In a village in the province of Sivas, a woman elopes with her lover one night, leaving her husband behind.  From the moment she steps out of the house she feels something in her shoe, something that keeps bothering her. When she takes off the shoe she finds a wad of money rolled up inside. Her husband, Veysel, knew very well that she was about to elope. “But,” he said to himself, “when I think of all she did for me, how she washed my clothes, soaped my back and fed me each and every day….it wouldn’t be right to see her go needy in some strange land”.

 

Gonca Özmen was born in Burdur, Southern Turkey in 1982. She published her first poem at the age of 15 and her first book was published when she was only 18. She studied English Language and Literature at the University of Istanbul, finishing her master’s degree in 2004. Subsequently she was awarded a Ph. D in 2016 for a thesis on “A Revision in Ekphrastic Poetry of Cubist Male Painters’ Representation of the Female Body”. She has published three books of poetry and many essays and critical articles on both Turkish and world poetry. In 2011 Shearsman published a selection from her first two books entitled “The Sea Within” translated by George Messo. Her second book “Belki Sessiz” “Perhaps Silent”) was translated into German by Monika Carbe and was published as “Vielleicht Lautlos”by Elif Verlag in September 2017. She has also won many awards for her poetry since she first began publishing. Only last month her 2019 collection “Bile İsteye” (“Pointedly,Purposefully”) was awarded the Yunus Nadi Award for Poetry, one of the oldest and most prestigious literary prizes in Turkey. She works as an IB teacher of Film Studies and The Theory of Knowledge in the Şişli Terakki School in Istanbul.

Photo Ada Aye Imamoglu.

 

 

Neil P. Doherty is a translator born in Dublin, Ireland in 1972 who has resided in Istanbul since 1995. He currently teaches in Bilgi University. He is a freelance translator of both Turkish and Irish poetry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cover image: Courtesy of Pixabay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tags: feet-bindingfictionGonca ÖzmenhistoryNeil P. Dohertyshoe storiesshoeswriters
Next Post
In Memoriam Selma Gürbüz

In Memoriam Selma Gürbüz

The Dreaming Machine

Writing and visual arts from the world.

Let the Rivers Speak! – Lucia Cupertino and the Poetry of the Global Souths, by  Pina Piccolo
Fiction

Fanta Blackcurrant – Makena Onjerika

  She was our sister and our friend, but from the time we were totos, Meri was not like us. ...

November 30, 2021
Introducing the AfroWomen Poetry Project- First stop Ghana! – Antonella Sinopoli
Poetry

Introducing the AfroWomen Poetry Project- First stop Ghana! – Antonella Sinopoli

The Dreaming Machine is honored to collaborate with AfroWomen Poetry's efforts to share in learning about the rich, vibrant poetry ...

May 1, 2018
“Don’t exile me from your mist” –  Five poems by Ferruccio Benzoni
The dreaming machine n 2

“Don’t exile me from your mist” – Five poems by Ferruccio Benzoni

Blue and Gloomy   The sea is that blue and gloomy thing you and I one day sailed through, which ...

May 1, 2018
Out of bounds

Surrender to Our Explosive Democracy – Five Poems by Serena Piccoli from “gulp/gasp” (Moria Poetry 2022)

The following 5 poems have never been published in magazines before. They are part of Serena Piccoli’s latest poetry collection ...

April 15, 2023
Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti
Out of bounds

Balloon – Gerald Fleming

Cover art: Marian Luniv "Reflection" 2020, courtesy of Ukrainian painters' exhibit in Padua Balloon Consider the balloon: a two-ply, circular ...

May 2, 2023

Latest

Camilla Boemio interviews Malaysian artist Kim Ng

Poetic bridges and conversations: Icelandic, Kiswahili and English through three poems by Hlín Leifsdóttir

May 6, 2023
My Lover, My Body – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

My Lover, My Body – Gonca Özmen, trans. by Neil P. Doherty

May 1, 2023
Overturning planes in the labyrinth – Four poems by Rita Degli Esposti

Human Bestiary Series – Five Poems by Pina Piccolo

May 2, 2023
Bear encounters in Italy:  Jj4, anthropomorphized nature and the dialectics of generations – Post by Maurizio Vitale (a.k.a. Jack Daniel)

Bear encounters in Italy: Jj4, anthropomorphized nature and the dialectics of generations – Post by Maurizio Vitale (a.k.a. Jack Daniel)

May 2, 2023

Follow Us

news

HAIR IN THE WIND – Calling on poets to join international project in solidarity with the women of Iran
News

HAIR IN THE WIND – Calling on poets to join international project in solidarity with the women of Iran

by Dreaming Machine
10 months ago
0

HAIR IN THE WIND we  invite all poets from all countries to be part of the artistic-poetic performance HAIR IN...

Read more
  • TABLE OF CONTENT
  • THE DREAMING MACHINE
  • CONTACT

© 2023 thedreamingmachine.com - Privacy policy - Cookie policy

No Result
View All Result
  • Home
  • Poetry
  • Fiction
  • Non Fiction
  • Interviews and reviews
  • Out of bounds
    • Poetry
    • Fiction
    • Intersections
  • THE DREAMING MACHINE
    • The dreaming machine n 12
    • The dreaming machine n 11
    • The dreaming machine n 10
    • The dreaming machine n 9
    • The dreaming machine n 8
    • The dreaming machine n 7
    • The dreaming machine n 6
    • The dreaming machine n 5
    • The dreaming machine n 4
    • The dreaming machine n 3
    • The dreaming machine n 2
    • The dreaming machine n 1
  • TABLE OF CONTENTS
    • the dreaming machine – issue number 12
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 11
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 10
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 9
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 8
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 7
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 6
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 5
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 4
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 3
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 2
    • The dreaming machine – issue number 1
  • News
  • Contacts

© 2023 thedreamingmachine.com - Privacy policy - Cookie policy