Poems I had Written a long time ago
Here are a few poems that I had tucked away; A Mind I invite you to a mind, open.Inviting a select few who all, may wish to see,A light dispersed with colours enveloping the chosen scene.Each emotion in its own secret box, clear the way.The grand opening only happens once.We do not know, just how long they are here to stay,But for just a while, we will sit, watch and listen, to this special display. And so we clear the way,Aroused and prickled by twisted anticipationPondering and yearning for whatever it is that may be coming our way. An image
Orhan Pamuk; A Tale of Two Cities
Literature │A Tale of Two Cities: Orhan Pamuk – Istanbul: Memories and the City By Zehra Mustafa (Published In ‘Avrupa’ Newspaper) Pamuk’s account of Istanbul is not one that belongs to the city alone, but one that intertwines his life with the very life force of Istanbul which he refers to as hüzün, meaning a form of melancholy. Pamuk’s memoir can be read as a poet’s guide book to life in the streets of what comes across as a confused culture caught in a state of unmovable debris, which offers one a strong sense of melancholy and beauty all at
Madness and the Artist
Literature │Madness and the Artist:A review of Marya Hornbacher’s Madness: A Bipolar Life By Zehra Mustafa (published in Avrupa newspaper) “…if a man comes to the door of poetry untouched by the madness of the Muses, believing that technique alone will make him a good poet, he and his sane compositions never reach perfection, but are utterly eclipsed by the performances of the inspired madman.” This quote from Plato’s Phaedrus is one that is used over and over again to describe the relationship between madness and creativity. The dialogue with Socrates, Plato’s protagonist is written in such a way, that
Why They Write
Literature │Why They Write Zehra Mustafa (published in “Avrupa” newspaper) What is it that makes a person pick up a pen, or flip open the lid of their trusty laptop? Is it pure egotism and the simple desire to be famous? Maybe it is the thought that when they are no longer a part of this mortal coil, that something that they had created would live on forever. What is the driving force that impels the writer, the artist, the creator to take it into their hands, and to make it their duty to share their beliefs and vision with
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