Aziz Nesin 1955'te, On Dakika adlı ilk şiir kitabını İlhan Selçuk'un sahibi olduğu bir basımevinde 1500 adet basar. Yahya Kemal ve Faruk Nafiz'in etkisinde kaldığından ve Nâzım'a öykündüğünden, kitapları dağıtıma vermeden (neyse ki iki üç tanesini kayırarak), Düşün Yayınevi'nin bahçesinde yakar. Dillere destan tutumluluğu göz önüne alındığında, Aziz Nesin'in 1500 adet kitabı yakmasının ne derece zor olduğu anlaşılır sanırım. Acımasız özeleştirisinde hiç de haksız değildir. Elimdeki bilgiler, Aziz Nesin'in ilk şiir kitabını yaktığı tarihten 1965'e değin şiir yazdığını göstermiyor. Şiirden vazgeçmiş olabilir, bilmiyorum. Ama bu tarihten sonra (bence kaydadeğer bir ayrıntı: gülmece yazan olarak tam anlamıyla ünlendiği yıldır 1965), «sür Azız Nesin'in yaşamında yeniden yer alacaktır. İlk başarısızlığının etkisi geçmiştir ve, o kendine özgü inada, şiirde kendi sesini bulmaya çalışacaktır.
Ancak 1984'te şiirde kendi sesini yakaladığına inanacaktır, ki bence yakalamıştır da. Kimseye öykünmeyen Aziz Nesin şiirleri...
Aziz Nesin was a Turkish humorist and author of more than 100 books. Nesin was born in 1915 on Heybeliada, one of the Princes' Islands of Istanbul, in the days of the Ottoman Empire. After serving as a career officer for several years, he became the editor of a series of satirical periodicals with a socialist slant. He was jailed several times and placed under surveillance by the National Security Service (MAH in Turkish) for his political views. Among the incriminating pieces of evidence they found against him during his military service was his theft and sale for 35 Lira of two goats intended for his company—a violation of clause 131/2 of the Military Penal Code. One 98-year-old former MAH officer named Neşet Güriş alleged that Nesin was in fact a MAH member, but this has been disputed
Nesin provided a strong indictment of the oppression and brutalization of the common man. He satirized bureaucracy and exposed economic inequities in stories that effectively combine local color and universal truths. Aziz Nesin has been presented with numerous awards in Turkey, Italy, Bulgaria and the former Soviet Union. His works have been translated into over thirty languages. During latter parts of his life he was said to be the only Turkish author who made a living only out of his earnings from his books.
On 6 June 1956, he married a coworker from the Akbaba magazine, Meral Çelen.
In 1972, he founded the Nesin Foundation. The purpose of the Nesin Foundation is to take, each year, four poor and destitute children into the Foundation's home and provide every necessity - shelter, education and training, starting from elementary school - until they complete high school, a trade school, or until they acquire a vocation. Aziz Nesin has donated, gratis, to the Nesin Foundation his copyrights in their entirety for all his works in Turkey or other countries, including all of his published books, all plays to be staged, all copyrights for films, and all his works performed or used in radio or television.
Aziz Nesin was a political activist. After the 1980 military coup led by Kenan Evren, the intelligentsia was oppressed. Aziz Nesin led a number of intellectuals to take a stand against the military government, by issuing the Petition of Intellectuals (Turkish: Aydınlar Dilekçesi).
He championed free speech, especially the right to criticize Islam without compromise. In early 1990s he started a translation of Salman Rushdie's controversial novel, The Satanic Verses. This made him a target for radical Islamist organizations, who were gaining popularity throughout Turkey. On July 2, 1993 while attending a mostly Alevi cultural festival in the central Anatolian city of Sivas a mob organized by radical Islamists gathered around the Madimak Hotel, where the festival attendants were accommodated, calling for Sharia and death to infidels. After hours of siege, the mob set the hotel on fire. After flames engulfed several lower floors of the hotel, firetrucks managed to get close, and Aziz Nesin and many guests of the hotel escaped. However, 37 people were killed. This event, also known as the Sivas massacre, was seen as a major assault on free speech and human rights in Turkey, and it deepened the rift between religious- and secular-minded people.
He devoted his last years to fighting ignorance and religious fundamentalism.
Aziz Nesin died on July 6 1995 due to a heart attack, after a book signing event in Çeşme, İzmir. After his death, his body was buried in an unknown location in the land of Nesin Foundation without any ceremony, as suggested by his will.
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آمدی پس از زمانهای بسیار اما من بیشتر از تو دوست داشتم دلتنگی تو را… ___________________________________________________ هنر من زیستناست سرشار سرشار ژرف ژرف
هنر من عشق ورزیدن است پنهان پنهان در خویش درخویش
هنر من نوشتن است برگ برگ برای مردمانِ خویش
هنر من جنگیدن است برای نان برای صلح… ___________________________________________________ روزی که من نباشم ابری با تو خواهد بود سایهاش مدام همراه تو منم آن ابر… ___________________________________________________ نقشهها را نگاه میکنم در هیچکجا خانهات نیست… دانشنامهها را نگاه میکنم در هیچکدام تصویرت نیست… واژهنامهها را نگاه میکنم در هیچکدام نامت نیست… به خودم نگاه میکنم تو را میبینم! جز در من جایی نیستی… ___________________________________________________ بهانهای بیابید برای گریاندن من شاید با خبری کوچک از روزنامهای یا کودکی که آه میکشد یا که با دوسه خط از یک رمان آسیبم بزنید زخمم بزنید شما را به خدا لطفی بکنید به من مرا بگریانید و آرامم کنید. ___________________________________________________ تنهاییِ من به سانِ تنهایی شما نیست از گوشت و خون است تنهاییِ من درست همانندِ خودم با اندوه پروردهامش در خویش جان گرفتهاست حالا یکی من و دیگری او دو کس یکی شدهایم
حالا تنهاییام و من دونفریم در یک بدن از این رو هم هیچکدام از ما تنها نیستیم. ___________________________________________________ دشوار است آغاز کردن ادامه دادن دشوارتر دشوارترین اما به پایان رساندن است حالا من در دشوارترین جای زندگیام… ___________________________________________________ اما بیشاز همه زندگیام آن چیزیست که زیستن نتوانستمش…
_____________________________________________ ______ نباید عکس تو را در این قاب بگذارم هیچکس نباید بداند که عاشق توام حتی تو
کجایی؟ کیستی؟ هستی یا نیستی؟ هیچکس نباید بداند حتی من. ___________________________________________________ تو نیستی بیهوده میبارد این باران چرا که خیس نخواهیم شد باهم…
___________________________________________________ به حال خودم که نه دلم به حال رؤیاهایم میسوزد که بافته و بافته و نزیستهامشان.
İlk şiir kitabı çıktığında tepkiler alan, bütün şiir kitaplarını toplatıp yakan bir şair. Ama sonradan kendini kendine ispat etmiş biri. Özgün bir dili var. Aziz Nesin ile ilk karşılaşmamın şiirleriyle olucağı aklıma gelmezdi.