Wednesday, August 13, 2008
prag,sisli sehir...insan burada kaybolabilir,kaybedebilir, kazanamaz pek, rantin ve kazanmaninsehri degil gibi gorunuyor...karl kopruunden gecerken hradcany deki evindegeceyarisi max brod ilebulusmak icin cikn kafkaydusluyorum...prag turislerle dolmus, bir yuzyiloncesinin o muhtesem siyah beyazligini yitirmeyebaslamis...almanca ve cekce degil bambaska turistdilleri konusuluyor sokaklarda...kucuk hediyedukkanlari, satilik bir suru ivir zivir. bir nevihayvanat bahcesi sendromu...ne mi demek bu? hayvanatbahcesindeki fil ne kadar fil ise prag da o kadarduslerimin sehrine uydu goruntusu ile...ama yine de,kafka, isgaller,jiri menzel in o unutulmaz filmi: "sIkdenetlenen trenler"...slav ve germen kulturlerininarasinda kalmis,jan palache in kendini yaktigi vaclavmeydani...gezmesi kolay bir sehir, anlamas zor...josefov...yahudi mahallesi...golem efsanesinin dogdugupinkus sinagogu, haham Low un korkunchikayeleri...karanlikta gri beyaz sokaklarda golem ingece insanlarin onune cikip onlara yasamlarinin sonbuyuk korkusunu yasattigini dusundum...ne guzelbiroyku, hele ki anne sozu dinlemeyen yaramaz cocuklaricin...
10.11.2003
calisma odasinin perdesini aralik birakmisim (oysa sIkIca kapatmaliydim) camdan disarinin karanligiabakiyorum simdi biryandan da,karsidaki yasak bahceye... Kocaman agaclarin siluetleri gorunuyor bahcenin birkenarinda, ruzgar esiyor, ellerini acmis isimsiz bir tanriya yalvarir gibi sallaniyorlar... neredeyse butun yapraklaridokuldu sonbaharla ama yine de ruzgarda kipirdayan yapraklarin sesi geliyor sanki... bir hisirti,sonra sessizlik...tek tuk arabalar geciyorama biliyorum ki 1-2 saat icinde herke uykuya dalacak, sonra ben pencereden uzaklara bakip bu karanlik kent ormaninda bir fener arayacagim...
disarisi soguk olmali, sokaklarin sessizliginden anliyorum bunu!
hergun gectigim sokaklar,ellerim ceplerimde surekli...
calisma odasinin perdesini aralik birakmisim (oysa sIkIca kapatmaliydim) camdan disarinin karanligiabakiyorum simdi biryandan da,karsidaki yasak bahceye... Kocaman agaclarin siluetleri gorunuyor bahcenin birkenarinda, ruzgar esiyor, ellerini acmis isimsiz bir tanriya yalvarir gibi sallaniyorlar... neredeyse butun yapraklaridokuldu sonbaharla ama yine de ruzgarda kipirdayan yapraklarin sesi geliyor sanki... bir hisirti,sonra sessizlik...tek tuk arabalar geciyorama biliyorum ki 1-2 saat icinde herke uykuya dalacak, sonra ben pencereden uzaklara bakip bu karanlik kent ormaninda bir fener arayacagim...
disarisi soguk olmali, sokaklarin sessizliginden anliyorum bunu!
hergun gectigim sokaklar,ellerim ceplerimde surekli...
Golem Efsanesi ya da çamurdan adam yaratmak
işiniz ne, okuyun!
"That is what I will do!"; Rabbi Loew said tohimself. "I will create a Golem to help the peoplewith their work. Then the grownups will not be sotired at the end of the day. And the children willhave time to play. A Golem could also patrol the cityand keep law and order.""How much will a Golem cost?" Great Rabbi Loewwondered. Then a big smile came on his face. "Having aGolem will not cost much," he said. "A Golem will noteat, drink, or work for money.""But how can I make a Golem?",thought Great RabbiLoew. He began asking all the great thinkers he knew,"Do you know how to make a Golem?" From door to doorand store to store he went, asking, "Does anyone knowhow to make a Golem?"One night he was reading the Cabbala, a holy book,and learned how to make a Golem. The Cabbala said, "AGolem must be made of the sticky clay from the bank ofthe Moldavka River. Make the face, hands and feet outof clay. Roll it over on its back. Walk around theform of clay from right to left seven times." As youwalk around the form, shout, "Shanti, Shanti, Dahat,Dahat!"
"That is what I will do!"; Rabbi Loew said tohimself. "I will create a Golem to help the peoplewith their work. Then the grownups will not be sotired at the end of the day. And the children willhave time to play. A Golem could also patrol the cityand keep law and order.""How much will a Golem cost?" Great Rabbi Loewwondered. Then a big smile came on his face. "Having aGolem will not cost much," he said. "A Golem will noteat, drink, or work for money.""But how can I make a Golem?",thought Great RabbiLoew. He began asking all the great thinkers he knew,"Do you know how to make a Golem?" From door to doorand store to store he went, asking, "Does anyone knowhow to make a Golem?"One night he was reading the Cabbala, a holy book,and learned how to make a Golem. The Cabbala said, "AGolem must be made of the sticky clay from the bank ofthe Moldavka River. Make the face, hands and feet outof clay. Roll it over on its back. Walk around theform of clay from right to left seven times." As youwalk around the form, shout, "Shanti, Shanti, Dahat,Dahat!"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)