Monthly Archives: February 2007

tulip, son, remember

yellow tulips and purple tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

yellow tulips and purple tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

Son, Remember

I laid beside thy gate, am Lazarus;
See me or see me not I still am there,
Hungry and thirsty, sore and sick and bare,
Dog-comforted and crumbs-solicitous:
While thou in all thy ways art sumptuous,
Daintily clothed, with dainties for thy fare:
Thus a world’s wonder thou art quit of care,
And be I seen or not seen I am thus.
One day a worm for thee, a worm for me:
With my worm angel songs and trumpet burst
And plenitude an end of all desire:
But what for thee, alas! but what for thee?
Fire and an unextinguishable thirst,
Thirst in an unextinguishable fire.

Christina Rossetti

tulips, will you be there ?

pink tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

pink tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

Will You be There?

Will you be there? my yearning heart has cried:
Ah me, my love, my love, shall I be there,
To sit down in your glory and to share
Your gladness, glowing as a virgin bride?
Or will another dearer, fairer-eyed,
Sit nigher to you in your j ubilee;
And mindful one of other will you be
Borne higher and higher on joy’s ebbless tide?
— Yea, if I love I will not grudge you this:
I too shall float upon that heavenly sea
And sing my joyful praises without ache;
Your overflow of joy shall gladden me,
My whole heart shall sing praises for your sake
And find its own fulfilment in your bliss.

Christina Rossetti

Black are their hearts as the night

pink tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

pink tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

Homeward Bound

Home, for my heart still calls me;
Home, through the danger zone;
Home, whatever befalls me,
I will sail again to my own!

Wolves of the sea are hiding
Closely along the way,
Under the water biding
Their moment to rend and slay.

Black is the eagle that brands them,
Black are their hearts as the night,
Black is the hate that sends them
To murder but not to fight.

Flower of the German Culture,
Boast of the Kaiser’s Marine,
Choose for your emblem the vulture,
Cowardly, cruel, obscene!

Forth from her sheltered haven
Our peaceful ship glides slow,
Noiseless in flight as a raven,
Gray as a hoodie crow.

She doubles and turns in her bearing,
Like a twisting plover she goes;
The way of her westward faring
Only the captain knows.

In a lonely bay concealing
She lingers for days, and slips
At dusk from her covert, stealing
Thro’ channels feared by the ships.

Brave are the men, and steady,
Who guide her over the deep,–
British mariners, ready
To face the sea-wolf’s leap.

Lord of the winds and waters,
Bring our ship to her mark,
Safe from this game of hide-and-seek
With murderers in the dark!

Henry Van Dyke

Tulips and Doors of Daring

purple tulip, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

purple tulip, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

Doors of Daring

The mountains that enfold the vale
With walls of granite, steep and high,
Invite the fearless foot to scale
Their stairway toward the sky.

The restless, deep, dividing sea
That flows and foams from shore to shore,
Calls to its sunburned chivalry,
“Push out, set sail, explore!”

And all the bars at which we fret,
That seem to prison and control,
Are but the doors of daring, set
Ajar before the soul.

Say not, “Too poor,” but freely give;
Sigh not, “Too weak,” but boldly try,
You never can begin to live
Until you dare to die.

Henry Van Dyke

red school and Balat streets


Balat streets, Fener Greek School, istanbul, pentax k10d

Balat streets, Fener Greek School, istanbul, pentax k10d

Balat, Zeyrek, Suleymaniye are the neighboor districts. You can see old fabric streets and marginal portres.

This photo is street view from Balat.

taken by Pentax K10D, at Istanbul

golden horn

golden horn, Haliç, istanbul, pentax k10d

golden horn, Haliç, istanbul, pentax k10d

tulips : To Love is to reach God

yellow tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul , pentax k10d

yellow tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul , pentax k10d

To Love is to reach God.
Never will a Lover’s chest
feel any sorrow.
Never will a Lover’s robe
be touched by mortals.
Never will a Lover’s body
be found buried in the earth.
To Love is to reach God.

Mevlana

taken by Pentax K10D, at Istanbul

Eyup Sultan cementeries and Golden Horn

Eyup Sultan cementeries and Golden Horn, istanbul, Haliç, pentax k10d

Eyup Sultan cementeries and Golden Horn, istanbul, Haliç, pentax k10d

tulips : I seek the palms of my hands

yellow tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

yellow tulips, istanbul tulip festival, istanbul, pentax k10d

To heal the burning of your sorrow,
I seek a flame.
To gather the dust of your door,
I seek the palms of my hands.
To deal with you hiding behind your holiness,
I seek a good time instead.

Mevlana

taken by Pentax K10D, at Istanbul

golden horn and boats

golden horn and boats, Haliç ve tekneler, Istanbul, pentax k10d

golden horn and boats, Haliç ve tekneler, Istanbul, pentax k10d