I come and stand at every door But no one hears my silent tread I knock and yet remain unseen For I am dead, for I am dead. I’m only seven although I died In Hiroshima long ago I’m seven now as I was then When children die they do not grow. My hair was […]
Author Archive | Nâzim Hikmet Ran
Homage to Nazim Hikmet
Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example — I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation. Nazim Hikmet, “On Living,” 1947
