Bir Üsküdar balkonunda guruba karşı demlenir gibi Bir akşamüstü, Laypzig’te, tramvay durağında Tadını çıkara çıkara, yudum yudum kederleniyorum. (Nazım Hikmet, 22 June 1958) One of my favorite poems by the Turkish poet Nazım Hikmet is a short pang of longing for his home in Üsküdar, on the Asian shore of Istanbul, a longing evoked by a sunset he witnesses while waiting at a tramway stop in Leipzig. I never imagined when I first read the poem that I too would be standing at a tramway stop in Leipzig, more than fifty years after Hikmet did so. But here I am. Hikmet, an avowed communist, spent much of his adult life in exile, including a brief stint in this second city of the GDR, Leipzig. Somehow, it seems appropriate that I’m following in his wandering footsteps as
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