{"id":5484,"date":"2012-06-16T00:58:35","date_gmt":"2012-06-16T00:58:35","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-29T21:00:00","slug":"kipat-dunyasi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/2012\/06\/16\/kipat-dunyasi\/","title":{"rendered":"kipat d\u00fcnyas\u0131"},"content":{"rendered":"

Bugün amazon’un kindle’\u0131ndan ilk kitab\u0131m\u0131 (kipat\u0131m\u0131) ald\u0131m: Julian Barnes – The Sense of an Ending<\/a> (ne hüzünlü bir ba\u015fl\u0131k!). Barnes’a 2011’de Booker’\u0131 kazand\u0131ran yap\u0131t\u0131, epey de inceymi\u015f, biraz hayalk\u0131r\u0131kl\u0131\u011f\u0131na u\u011framad\u0131m dersem yalan olur.<\/p>\n

John Banville, 1989’da, "The Book of Evidence"la güçlü bir \u015fekilde aday oldu\u011fu Booker’\u0131, Kazuo Ishiguro’nun "The Remains of the Day"ine ("Günden Kalanlar") kapt\u0131rm\u0131\u015f. Ama 2005’te "The Sea" ile Booker’\u0131 ald\u0131\u011f\u0131nda, bu sefer Ishiguro’nun "Never Let Me Go"suna kar\u015f\u0131 zafer kazanm\u0131\u015f, bir dolu da laf söylemi\u015f. 2005’te Booker için son listeye kalanlar aras\u0131nda Julian Barnes’\u0131n "Arhur & George"u da varm\u0131\u015f, Hande "The Sense of an Ending"in "Arthur & George"dan daha iyi oldu\u011funu söyledi. Neyse, i\u015fte geçen sene Booker’\u0131 al\u0131nca ve bu türlü silsilelerden ortakl\u0131k kurunca ve "Flaubert’s Parrot" ("Flaubert’in Papa\u011fan\u0131") ba\u011flam\u0131nda (ki o da 1984 y\u0131l\u0131nda son listeye kalanlar aras\u0131ndaym\u0131\u015f)  geçen gün haf\u0131zadan and\u0131\u011f\u0131mdan, bir sonraki kitap olarak seçtim, okumaya ba\u015flad\u0131m, güzel gidiyor \u015fimdilik, bir de o kadar k\u0131sa olmasaym\u0131\u015f.<\/p>\n

Niye yaz\u0131yordum bunlar\u0131 ki? Asl\u0131nda akl\u0131mda "The Sea"den birkaç al\u0131nt\u0131 daha yapmak vard\u0131, ama uzun göründüler \u015fimdi gözüme… Yine de bir bakay\u0131m. (Banville’i çevirmenin haddime olmad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 anlad\u0131\u011f\u0131mdan, te\u015febbüs etmeyece\u011fim.)<\/p>\n

"She was not, I am compelled to admit, the most hygenic of girls, and in general she gave off, more strongly as the day progressed, a flattish, fawnish odour, like that which comes out of, which used to come out of, empty biscuit tins in shops – do shops still sell loose biscuits from those big square tins? Her hands. Her eyes. Her bitten fingernails. All this I remember, intensely remember, yet it is all disparate, I cannot assemble it into a unity."<\/em> (p. 139)<\/p>\n

Bu asl\u0131nda o kadar ilginç bir kesit de\u011fildi, daha çok geçen gün Hande’yle bu bisküvi kutular\u0131n\u0131n muhabbetini yap\u0131yorduk da, üstüne geldi. Ülker’in, kapa\u011f\u0131 caml\u0131, k\u0131rm\u0131z\u0131 kutular\u0131 olurdu, oradan kese ka\u011f\u0131d\u0131na doldururdu bakkallar.<\/p>\n

"I do not want solicitude. I want anger, vituperation, violence. I am like a man with an agonising toothache who despite the pain takes a vindictive pleasure in prodding the point of his tongue again and again deep into the throbbing cavit. I imagine a fist flying out of nowhere and striking me full in the face, I almost feel the thud and hear the nose-bone breaking, even the thought of it affords me a grain of sad satisfaction."<\/em> (pp.150-151)<\/p>\n

Bunun da alt\u0131n\u0131 vaktiyle bir arkada\u015f\u0131n (Tyler de\u011fil de, öbürü) yazd\u0131\u011f\u0131 bir \u015feye ("Halbuki s\u0131k\u0131 bir yumruk yemek hayat\u0131m\u0131 nas\u0131l da kökten de\u011fi\u015ftirebilirdi…") istinaden çizmi\u015fim (mentally), o halde bunu da geçelim.<\/p>\n

156. ve 157. sayfalarda, \u015fimdi içinde bulundu\u011fu çocuklu\u011fundan bildi\u011fi bu evde, her \u015feyin haf\u0131zas\u0131na nas\u0131l da ters dü\u015ftü\u011fünü anlat\u0131yor, ilginç ama uzunca bir kesit, atl\u0131yorum, yine de iki-üç sat\u0131r:<\/p>\n

"I found that the model of the house in my head, try as it would to accomodate itself to the original, kept coming up against a stubborn resistance. (…) I experienced a sense almost of panic as the real, the crassly complacent real, took hold of the things I thought I remembered and shook them into its own shape. Something precious was dissolving and pouring away between my fingers. Yet how easily, in the end, I let it go. The past, I mean the real past, matters less than we pretend."<\/em><\/p>\n

Geliyoruz beni en vuran cümlelerden birine, sahife 185:<\/p>\n

"Given the world that he created, it would be an impiety against God to believe in him."<\/em><\/p>\n

Paradoksal gibi ama de\u011fil asl\u0131nda tart\u0131nca. (Yoksa öyle mi?)<\/p>\n

Bunun ard\u0131ndan, tumblr’da al\u0131nt\u0131lad\u0131\u011f\u0131m k\u0131s\u0131m (s.215-218) ve sonlardan, kitab\u0131 spoil edebilecek bir ba\u015fka bölüm var (s. 251-252). Bu referanslar\u0131 verdi\u011fim kitab\u0131n bask\u0131s\u0131: Picador, 2005 bask\u0131s\u0131 (ISBN: 0-330-43625-2 \/ 978-0-330-43625-0). Ne diyorduk, ad\u0131m Mesut, soyad\u0131m Bahtiyar, bunca y\u0131l beni böyle bildiniz, Mesut Bahtiyar’dan…

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\nBu bloglar\u0131 yazmadan evvel, çoktand\u0131r ses soluk ç\u0131kmayan (feed reader’\u0131ma yeni bir \u015fey gelmiyordu), ilk olarak di\u011fer sitelerden bahsetti\u011fim bir mesaj\u0131n yorumlar\u0131ndan birinde<\/a> bahsetmi\u015f oldu\u011fum http:\/\/maya-imya-aglaya.tumblr.com\/<\/a> sayfas\u0131na bakt\u0131m, indirmi\u015f me\u011fer kepenkleri. Hayra yormak istedim, hayra yordum.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Bugün amazon’un kindle’\u0131ndan ilk kitab\u0131m\u0131 (kipat\u0131m\u0131) ald\u0131m: Julian Barnes – The Sense of an Ending (ne hüzünlü bir ba\u015fl\u0131k!). Barnes’a 2011’de Booker’\u0131 kazand\u0131ran yap\u0131t\u0131, epey de inceymi\u015f, biraz hayalk\u0131r\u0131kl\u0131\u011f\u0131na u\u011framad\u0131m dersem yalan olur. John Banville, 1989’da, "The Book of Evidence"la güçlü bir \u015fekilde aday oldu\u011fu Booker’\u0131, Kazuo Ishiguro’nun "The Remains of the Day"ine ("Günden Kalanlar") … Okumaya devam et “kipat d\u00fcnyas\u0131”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[13],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5484"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5484"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5484\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5484"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5484"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5484"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}