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Nazim Hikmet
Nazim Hikmet
Nazim Hikmet was born in 1902 in Salonika, Ottoman Empire (now Thessaloníki, Greece),...
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Some Advice to Those Who Will Serve Time in Prison

 
by Nazim Hikmet
translated by Mutlu Konuk and Randy Blasing

If instead of being hanged by the neck
	you're thrown inside
	for not giving up hope
in the world, your country, and people,
	if you do ten or fifteen years
	apart from the time you have left,
you won't say,
		"Better I had swung from the end of a rope
						like a flag"--
you'll put your foot down and live.
It may not be a pleasure exactly,
but it's your solemn duty
	to live one more day
			to spite the enemy.
Part of you may live alone inside,
		like a stone at the bottom of a well.
But the other part
	must be so caught up
	in the flurry of the world
             that you shiver there inside
     when outside, at forty days' distance, a leaf moves.
To wait for letters inside,
to sing sad songs,
or to lie awake all night staring at the ceiling
                              is sweet but dangerous.
Look at your face from shave to shave,
forget your age,
watch out for lice
                       and for spring nights,
       and always remember
              to eat every last piece of bread--
also, don't forget to laugh heartily.
And who knows,
the woman you love may stop loving you.
Don't say it's no big thing:
it's like the snapping of a green branch
                                             to the man inside.
To think of roses and gardens inside is bad,
to think of seas and mountains is good.
Read and write without rest,
and I also advise weaving
and making mirrors.
I mean, it's not that you can't pass
        ten or fifteen years inside
                                       and more--
               you can,
               as long as the jewel
               on the left side of your chest doesn't lose its luster!






From Poems of Nazim Hikmet, translated by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk, published by Persea Books. Copyright © 1994 by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk. Used with the permission of Persea Books. All rights reserved.
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