Riva castle and Riva village mosque, Istanbul

Riva castle and Riva village mosque, Istanbul, Pentax K10d

on the beach

on the beach, Riva beach, istanbul, pentax k10d

“If I told you about a land of love, friend, would you follow me and come?”

Yunus Emre

Riva beach and and castle

riva castle, riva village, istanbul, blacksea region, pentax k10d

Riva castle and Riva village, Blacksea, Istanbul

Riva castle and Riva village, Blacksea, Istanbul, Pentax K10d

toy is everything

boys on Riva beach near blacksea, Pentax K10D

small flower

riva , istanbul

small flower and pretty purple other one

taken by Pentax K10D, at Istanbul

Riva castle

riva castle, istanbul

Riva beach

a boy in beach

Riva beach, blacksea region of istanbul, pentax k10d

riva

Riva beach, istanbul

Riva beach and our footprints

Riva beach, istanbul

Riva beach

back to city

Riva beach, blacksea region, istanbul, pentax k10d

collecting shells

riva beach, blacksea region, istanbul, pentax k10d

boy in the Riva

riva, blacksea, istanbul, pentax k10d

Riva

Riva, istanbul, blacksea, pentax k10d

Riva shores and visitors

Riva beach, blacksea region of Istanbul, Pentax K10d

Riva beach and sound of blacksea

Riva : boy , castle and blacksea

riva castle and riva beach

Riva is a small fisher village near in Blacksea. Riva river is born in Kocaeli city and opens to the Blacksea at the Riva village, after 65 kilometers from its origin.

taken by Pentax K10D, at Istanbul

Riva : I am before, I am after

Riva castle, Riva village, blacksea region of istanbul, pentax k10d

Viilage view from Riva castle.

taken with Pentax K10D, at Istanbul

I am before, I am after

I am before, I am after
The soul for all souls all the way.
I’m the one with a helping hand
Ready for those gone wild, astray.

I made the ground flat where it lies,
On it I had those mountains rise,
I designed the vault of the skies,
For I hold all things in my sway.

To countless lovers I have been
A guide for faith and religion.
I am sacrilege in men’s hearts
Also the true faith and Islam’s way.

I make men love peace and unite;
Putting down the black words on white,
I wrote the four holy books right
I’m the Koran for those who pray.

It’s not Yunus who says all this:
It speaks its own realities:
To doubt this would be blasphemous:
“I’m before-I’m after,” I say.

Yunus Emre

Yunus Emre
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Yunus Emre (1238?–1320?) was a Turkish poet and Sufi mystic. He has exercised immense influence on Turkish literature, from his own day until the present. Because Yunus Emre is, after Ahmet Yesevi and Sultan Veled, one of the first known Turkish poets to have composed works in the spoken Turkish of his own age and region rather than in Persian or Arabic, his diction remains very close to the popular speech of his contemporaries in Central and Western Anatolia. This is also, it should be noted, the language of a number of anonymous folk-poets, folk-songs, fairy tales, riddles (tekerlemeler), and proverbs.

Like the Oghuz language Book of Dede Korkut, an older and anonymous Central Asian epic, the Turkish folklore that inspired Yunus Emre in his occasional use of tekerlemeler as a poetic device had been handed down orally to him and his contemporaries. This strictly oral tradition continued for a long while.[1]

Following the Mongol invasion of Anatolia facilitated by the Seljuk Turkish defeat at the 1243 Karaman, Islamic mystic literature thrived in Anatolia, and Yunus Emre became one of its most distinguished poets. He is one of the first poets known by name to have composed extensively in the Turkish language and his poems—despite being fairly simple on the surface—evidence his skill in describing quite abstruse mystical concepts in a clear way. He remains a popular figure in a number of countries, stretching from Azerbaijan to the Balkans, with seven different and widely dispersed localities disputing the privilege of having his tomb within their boundaries.

His poems, written in the tradition of Anatolian folk poetry, mainly concern divine love as well as human destiny:

Yunus’dürür benim adım
Gün geçtikçe artar odum
İki cihanda maksûdum
Bana seni gerek seni.[2]

Yunus Emre the mystic is my name,
Each passing day fans and rouses my flame,
What I desire in both worlds is the same:
You’re the one I need, you’re the one I crave.[3]

References

1. ^ Edouard Roditi. “Western and Eastern Themes in the Poetry of Yunus Emre”, Journal of Comparative Poetics, No. 5, The Mystical Dimension in Literature (Spring, 1985), p. 27
2. ^ Cevdet Kudret. Yunus Emre. Ankara: İnkılâp Kitabevi, 2003. ISBN 975-10-2006-9, p. 58
3. ^ Grace Martin Smith. The Poetry of Yūnus Emre, A Turkish Sufi Poet. Berkeley and Los Angeles: University of California Press, 1993. ISBN 0-520-09781-5, p. 124