Nazim Hikmet - To love life




So you have to love life and this terrestrial globe to feel sad if only it crosses your mind than one day in a billion in 100 billion years maybe it will go out and turning pale will continue to fly blind as an empty walnut.

Portrait of Nazim Hikmet

Nazim Hikmet, a Turkish poet, was born in Thessaloniki on November 20, 1902. The father is a state official, the mother a painter. He completed his first studies in Istanbul, then enrolled in the Academy of the Navy, which he was forced to leave due to health problems. His poor health will affect his entire existence. His paternal grandfather, pasha and governor of various provinces, writer and poet in the Ottoman language, will inoculate him with a passion for poetry. Joined the Communist Party, in 1922 convicted of Marxism, he chose voluntary exile in Russia, where he enrolled at the University of Eastern Workers and studied at the faculty of sociology. He comes into contact with the great Russian poets and writers and meets one of his teachers: the poet Majakowsky. In Russia he married, but the marriage was canceled following his return to Turkey in 1928, thanks to a general amnesty. Meanwhile, the Communist Party has been declared illegal and Hikmet is arrested and will have to spend five years in prison. In captivity he writes many poems, several poems and works on the drafting of novels and theatrical texts, also collaborating with some newspapers as a journalist and proofreader. To support his family he adapts to any type of job. In 1938 Hikmet accused of having incited, through his writings, the Turkish navy to revolt, he was imprisoned again and sentenced to twenty-eight years of imprisonment, he remained there for fourteen long years, during which he wrote his most significant poems. His books are translated all over the world and his fame as a poet becomes universal. An international commission which also includes Jean-Paul Sartre, Pablo Neruda, Paul Robeson, Pablo Picasso, Tristan Tzara asks for his release, Thanks to which, he is released from prison in 1949, but since he undergoes two assassination attempts, he is forced to take refuge in Moscow. Turkey deprives him of citizenship, but Poland will make him its citizen. He has been married four times. Several international awards, including the Nobel Peace Prize in 1950. He died on June 3, 1963 following a heart attack. In 2002, on the centenary of his birth, the Turkish government will restore his citizenship taken from him in 1951. His most touching and significant biography is the one written by himself in the poem, entitled Autobiography 1962.

AUTOBIOGRAPHY 1962 I was born in 1902 I never came back in the hometown I don't like returns when I was three I lived in Alep with my grandfather pasha at 19 I was studying in Moscow at the communist university at 49 I was in Moscow again guest of the central committee of the Communist Party and from the age of 14 I am a poet some are familiar with the various species plants, others those of fish I know separations some enumerate the names by heart of the stars I of nostalgia I slept in prisons and also in luxury hotels I suffered from hunger including a hunger strike and there is hardly any food that I have not tasted when I was thirty they asked my hanging at 48 they proposed me for the Peace Medal and they gave it to me at 36 I crossed in six months the four square meters of concrete of cellular segregation at 59 I flew from Prague to Havana in eighteen hours I was on guard in front of Lenin's coffin in '24 and the mausoleum I visit are his books they tried to tear me from my party and they have not succeeded and I was not crushed under the collapsed idols in 51 with a young partner I walked towards death in 52 with a broken heart I awaited death for four months lying on the back I was madly jealous of the women I loved I didn't even envy Charlot I cheated my women I have not gossiped about friends behind their backs i drank but i was not a drinker I've always earned my bread with the sweat of my brow what happiness I was ashamed of others and lied I lied so as not to hurt others but I also lied for no reason i traveled by train by airplane by car most can't do it I have been to the Opera most don't go there they don't know not even what it is and I haven't entered since '21 in certain places frequented by most the mosque the synagogue the church the temple the magicians the sorcerers but it happened to me to have my fate read in coffee grounds my poems are published in thirty or forty languages but in my Turkey in my Turkish language are prohibited I haven't had cancer yet it is not necessary that you have it I will not be prime minister on the other hand, I don't feel like it I also did not go to war I did not go down to the shelters in the middle of the night I have not walked the streets under the swooping planes but towards the age of sixty I fell in love in a word, comrades even if today in Berlin they are on the point to die of sadness I can say that I have lived for men and how long I will still live and how much more I will see who knows.

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