tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79885533904816713232012-01-31T02:29:57.632+02:00παναγιώτης ιωαννίδης / panayotis ioannidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13252324252628707728noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988553390481671323.post-71200791717851324182009-09-27T02:10:00.004+02:002009-09-27T02:20:27.215+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/Sr6u8Rp1SEI/AAAAAAAAAWY/G5sCZHyMNFU/s1600-h/0309+041+Derbishdes+%28TV%29+sc.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/Sr6u8Rp1SEI/AAAAAAAAAWY/G5sCZHyMNFU/s320/0309+041+Derbishdes+%28TV%29+sc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385934554935937090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;">sürüyorum geceleyin</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">sorgulayan bir karanlık</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">bir kez daha beyaz tüy</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">düşüverir pis mucura</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">- ani bir mücevher</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">sorgusuz sualsiz gögüste</span></span><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >['once more', the second poem of <span style="font-style: italic;">the lifesaver</span>, translated from p.i.'s and s.bacigal's english translation </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >by <a href="http://cemalden.blogspot.com/">cemal akyuz</a>. photo by p.i. - istanbul, ix.2003 ]</span><br /></p><p class="CM1"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988553390481671323-7120079171785132418?l=felledtrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>παναγιώτης ιωαννίδης / panayotis ioannidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13252324252628707728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988553390481671323.post-62592520883254192012009-08-12T15:22:00.007+03:002009-09-27T02:18:43.619+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoMFkM2iu8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/yAjlRCNQ000/s1600-h/0309+142+Sultanbahce+nuxta+cs.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 77px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoMFkM2iu8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/yAjlRCNQ000/s400/0309+142+Sultanbahce+nuxta+cs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369141300239186882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />Bu adam O’nun içindi</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Tıpkı batık heykelin deniz;</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">rüzgarın, kurumaya asılan elbise için olduğu gibi</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Vücutları, toprağı ve suyu</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">aynı bahçenin</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Rüzgar elbiseyi uçurdu </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">- taşı deniz harap etti, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Bahçeyse duruyor</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Meyvesiz – ama her sabah </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">ıslak buluyor toprağını</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Bahçe bekliyor</span></span><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >[<a href="http://xylokopoi.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html">'the orchard'</a> translated from p.i.'s and s.bacigal's </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://springstreefellers.blogspot.com/2009/03/orchard-again.html">english translation</a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > by <a href="http://cemalden.blogspot.com/">cemal akyuz</a>. photo by p.i. - sultanbahce, ix.2003 ]</span><br /></p><p class="CM1"><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988553390481671323-6259252088325419201?l=felledtrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>παναγιώτης ιωαννίδης / panayotis ioannidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13252324252628707728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988553390481671323.post-17612969239430989412009-06-08T03:33:00.014+03:002011-08-23T19:00:48.630+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoN6_7JvzVI/AAAAAAAAASo/b3UGvL2e9d8/s1600-h/DSCN0041+cs.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369270419384683858" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoN6_7JvzVI/AAAAAAAAASo/b3UGvL2e9d8/s320/DSCN0041+cs.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 217px; width: 320px;" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Quest' uomo era per quello</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Come la statua immersa per il mare</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">il vento all’abito, steso ad asciugare</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">I loro corpi, terra e acqua</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">di un unico frutteto</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Ma strappò l’abito, il vento</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">– la pietra sulla riva si è arresa</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Solo rimane il frutteto</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Senza frutti – ma al mattino</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">trova umido il suolo</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Resta un frutteto in attesa</span></span><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">[<a href="http://xylokopoi.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html">'the orchard'</a> translated from the original greek, with the help of p.i.'s and s.bacigal's </span><a href="http://springstreefellers.blogspot.com/2009/03/orchard-again.html" style="font-family: verdana;">english translation</a>,<span style="font-family: verdana;"> by maria grazia pichereddu. photo by p.i. - tivoli, x.2004]</span></span></span><br /><div class="CM1"><span lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988553390481671323-1761296923943098941?l=felledtrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>παναγιώτης ιωαννίδης / panayotis ioannidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13252324252628707728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988553390481671323.post-28670635055401203222009-02-27T04:27:00.005+02:002009-09-27T02:19:50.186+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoMG_v6u92I/AAAAAAAAASQ/SxM8vhIix5I/s1600-h/DSCN0297+s.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoMG_v6u92I/AAAAAAAAASQ/SxM8vhIix5I/s400/DSCN0297+s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369142873020102498" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;" ><br />Ten był przeznaczony tamtemu<br /><br />Jak zatopiona rzeźba morzu<br />jak rozwieszonej bieliźnie wiatr<br /><br />Ich ciała – ziemia i woda<br />pewnego sadu<br /><br /><br />Ale wiatr rozerwał tkaninę<br />– morze starło kamień<br /><br />Sad jednak pozostał<br /><br />Bezpłodny – choć każdego ranka<br />wilgotny ożywa<br /><br />Czeka<br /></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >[<a href="http://xylokopoi.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html">'the orchard'</a> translated from p.i.'s and s.bacigal's </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://springstreefellers.blogspot.com/2009/03/orchard-again.html">english translation</a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > by marek gniadkowski, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >mariola holding and kent holding</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >. photo by p.i. - nieborow, iv.2004]</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988553390481671323-2867063505540120322?l=felledtrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>παναγιώτης ιωαννίδης / panayotis ioannidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13252324252628707728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988553390481671323.post-54801064987567032812008-12-01T03:15:00.005+02:002009-08-13T05:35:14.735+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoMHoiOfE6I/AAAAAAAAASY/ArKYxPeyGgM/s1600-h/0309+006+from+hotel+04+s.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZY03YPduea4/SoMHoiOfE6I/AAAAAAAAASY/ArKYxPeyGgM/s200/0309+006+from+hotel+04+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369143573719487394" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />çıkıyorum aşkım</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">soğuk burası, ya orada?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">saçlarımı çekiştiriyorum ellerimi,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">kurdeleleri açıyorum,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">renkli kalemler, gülücükler - bak :</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">ağrı geçti gitti</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">vucut çağırmıştı onu</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">vücut bekler - ister/ değişmek istedi</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">aynı kaldı</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(ama acı değiştirecek onu)</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">ve sonra gidecek, bir başkası</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">görüyor musun? renkli bir</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">kesikten/ ve sonra bir merdiven</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(SIYAH)</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(yanlış pencere)</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">tekrar başla - </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">çıkıyorum aşkım</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">[</span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://xylokopoi.blogspot.com/2008/10/darling-im-clearing-out.html">'darling i'm clearing up'</a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> translated from p.i.'s own <a href="http://springstreefellers.blogspot.com/2008/10/darling-im-clearing-up.html">english translation</a> by <a href="http://cemalden.blogspot.com/">cemal akyu</a></span></span><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://cemalden.blogspot.com/"><em><strong></strong></em></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://cemalden.blogspot.com/">z</a>. photo by p.i. - taksim, ix.2003]</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988553390481671323-5480106498756703281?l=felledtrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>παναγιώτης ιωαννίδης / panayotis ioannidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13252324252628707728noreply@blogger.com0