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I first heard of this poem through our local bell ringer (at St Anne's in Sale), Peter Lomax, who wrote, in 1998:
"I have an auntie who became interested in the plight of Kurdish prisoners through a Quaker friend. She joined the Befrienders and was given the name of a young man with whom to correspond.
He is an unknown Kurdish poet and went by the pseudonym of Iskan Acikca.
Auntie Theo, in common with most of us, knew no Turkish so she wrote to her new friend in English, and when he replied she had to send the letter to the Society of Friends for translation.
My Auntie Theo is an impatient lady and became frustrated by the long delays so she decided to learn Turkish. She bought a dictionary and made time each day to study the language. It wasn't long before she was able to understand fragments of the letter.
Auntie Theo cares very deeply for these young men who are in prison simply because they are Kurds (not a fashionable race to belong to in modern Turkey). They are not murderers or terrorists, they were teenagers when they last tasted freedom.
Iskan writes poetry and sent a poem to Auntie Theo, which she struggled to translate. I thought it was beautiful and mentioned it to David Solomons (countertenor in our choir and music composer). David took the poem to a Turkish speaking friend to check the translation, then scored it.
Finally he recorded it and very good it is. Auntie Theo sent a copy of the score to Iskan and he has not yet replied; he has probably not received it. On the other hand, Iskan might be dead; quite a possibility, but Auntie Theo will continue to write to him until she knows and is certain."
Rose (English version based on the Turkish original)
There is a rose in my garden
A crimson rose opening in my heart
Rosy cheeks blossoming like a young pomegranate plant
which loves the earth like spring
like a rising sun in the sky
both weep both love from within
like a rising a rising moon in the night
like summer rain watering my rose garden
as if it were a life.
It is you in my dreams at night
every moment I see you in my mind..
You are running through my soul
like blood runs through my veins with joy!
Original poem
Gül by "İskan Açıkça"
Bir gülüm var bahçemde
Açıldı yüreğim deki kızıl gül
Al al yanakları
Nar fidan gibi çiçek açmış
Topraǧı sevdigi kadar
İlkbahar mevsimi gibi
Gök-yüzüne doǧan güneş gibi
Hem aǧlar
Hem sever içten içe
Geceleri doǧar ay gibi
Yaz yaǧmuru akar gibi
Suluyor gülbahçemi
Bir hayat gibi
Geceler rüyamda sensin
Her an kardeşim hayalsin
Ruhuma akıp gidiyorsun
Damarımdakı kan gibi
Coşup gidiyorsun.
The sound sample for this tenor and string version is performed by the David Barclay and the Vada strings. It can also be sung by a soprano.
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