\u00a0<\/p>\n
Saray p\u0131r\u0131l p\u0131r\u0131l. \u015eark\u0131c\u0131lar hep bir a\u011f\u0131zdan
Destan okuyorlard\u0131, fil\u00e2vta ve rubab\u0131n ak\u0131\u015f\u0131yla.
Melike sesiyle ve bak\u0131\u015f\u0131yla
Canland\u0131r\u0131yordu ziyafeti ihti\u015fam i\u00e7inde.
G\u00f6n\u00fcller s\u00fcr\u00fckleniyordu onun taht\u0131na do\u011fru
Fakat alt\u0131n tas\u0131n \u00f6n\u00fcnde, O, birdenbire dald\u0131 derinlere
Mucizeli ba\u015f\u0131n\u0131, omuzuna e\u011fip durdu.<\/p>\n
Ve \u015fimdi muhte\u015fem ziyafet sanki uyukluyordu,
Davetliler susmu\u015ftu. \u015eark\u0131c\u0131larda ne ses, ne seda vard\u0131!
Ama i\u015fte, e\u011filen ba\u015f\u0131n\u0131 O kald\u0131rd\u0131 yine,
I\u015f\u0131kl\u0131 bir y\u00fczle ba\u015flad\u0131 s\u00f6zlerine:
“Mutlulu\u011funuz sizin, benim a\u015fk\u0131mdad\u0131r,
Dinleyin beni, ben dilersem e\u011fer, siz
Benimle bir olabilirsiniz.
\u0130htiras al\u0131\u015fveri\u015fine kim giriyor, kim?
A\u015fk\u0131m\u0131 sat\u0131yorum ben,
Hayat\u0131 pahas\u0131na bir gecemi benim
S\u00f6yleyin, kim sat\u0131n alacak i\u00e7inizden?”<\/p>\n
Sustu ve korku sard\u0131 herkesi,
Y\u00fcrekler burkuldu \u015fehvetle…
O, y\u00fcz\u00fcnde so\u011fuk bir c\u00fcretle
Dinlemektedir \u015fa\u015fk\u0131n m\u0131r\u0131lt\u0131lar\u0131
Ve k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fcmseyen bak\u0131\u015flar\u0131n\u0131 a\u011f\u0131r a\u011f\u0131r
Hayranlar\u0131n\u0131n \u00fcst\u00fcnde dola\u015ft\u0131rmaktad\u0131r.
Birden bir insan\u0131n \u00e7\u0131k\u0131\u015f\u0131yla yar\u0131ld\u0131 kalabal\u0131k
Onun pe\u015finden geldi iki ki\u015fi daha
Duru\u015flar\u0131 pervazd\u0131, g\u00f6zbebekleri \u0131\u015f\u0131k.
Melike kar\u015f\u0131l\u0131yor gelenler ve b\u00f6ylece
Al\u0131\u015fveri\u015f bitiyor: sat\u0131n al\u0131n\u0131yor \u00fc\u00e7 gece.
\u00d6l\u00fcm odas\u0131d\u0131r \u00e7a\u011f\u0131ran onlar\u0131 art\u0131k.<\/p>\n
\u015eimdi kutsal k\u00e2hinler
Donakalm\u0131\u015f davetliler \u00f6n\u00fcnde
U\u011fursuz k\u00e2seden
S\u0131ra kur’as\u0131n\u0131 \u00e7ekiyor birer birer.
Birinci Flavius, son Roma b\u00f6l\u00fc\u011f\u00fcnde
En y\u0131rt\u0131c\u0131 asker.
\u00c7\u0131ld\u0131rtabilirdi onu
Katlanmak bir kad\u0131n\u0131n azametine,
O kabul etmi\u015fti zevkin meydan okuyu\u015funu,
K\u0131zg\u0131n kavga g\u00fcnlerinde ko\u015far gibi
D\u00fc\u015fman\u0131n davetine.
\u0130kinci, Kriton, gen\u00e7 hakim,
Epik\u00fcr bah\u00e7elerindendi,
Kharite’lerin, K\u0131br\u0131s’\u0131n, Amur’un
\u015eairi ve hayranlar\u0131ndand\u0131.
\u00dc\u00e7\u00fcnc\u00fc, yeni a\u00e7m\u0131\u015f bir bahar \u00e7i\u00e7e\u011fi gibi
Ok\u015fuyordu g\u00f6z\u00fc ve kalbi.
\u00dcnl\u00fc de\u011fildi, ad\u0131 as\u0131rlarda tutmam\u0131\u015ft\u0131 yer;
Yava\u015f\u00e7a g\u00f6lgeliyordu
Dudaklar\u0131n\u0131 ilk t\u00fcyler;
Gen\u00e7 y\u00fcre\u011finde tecr\u00fcbesiz g\u00fcc\u00fc
Kayn\u0131yor ihtirasla;
Heyecan \u0131\u015f\u0131ld\u0131yor g\u00f6zlerinde.
Ma\u011frur Melike h\u00fcz\u00fcnl\u00fc bak\u0131\u015flar\u0131n\u0131;
Dondurdu onun \u00fczerinde.<\/p>\n
“-Ant i\u00e7erim… Ey zevklerin anas\u0131,
Mislini g\u00f6rmedi\u011fin gibi hizmet edece\u011fim sana.
Sat\u0131l\u0131k bir cariye gibi girece\u011fim,
Kand\u0131r\u0131c\u0131 ihtiraslar\u0131n odas\u0131na.
Dinle beni, g\u00fcc\u00fc b\u00fcy\u00fck K\u0131br\u0131sl\u0131 sen,
Ve siz yer alt\u0131 h\u00fck\u00fcmdarlar\u0131,
Ey gazapl\u0131 Ayda’n\u0131n ilahlar\u0131,
Yemin ederim ki, sabah \u015fafak s\u00f6kene kadar
Arzular\u0131ma h\u00fckmedenleri, ben
Tatl\u0131 ihtiraslarla doyuraca\u011f\u0131m,
Ve b\u00fct\u00fcn esrarl\u0131 a\u015fk h\u00fcnerleriyle
Ve misilsiz bir rehavetle onlar\u0131 yoraca\u011f\u0131m.
Ama, k\u0131z\u0131l sabah \u0131\u015f\u0131klar\u0131yla,
S\u00f6k\u00fcnce \u00f6l\u00fcms\u00fcz \u015fafak,
Yemin ederim ki \u00f6l\u00fcm\u00fcn baltas\u0131yla
Bu bahtiyar ba\u015flar yuvarlanacak.”<\/p>\n
Ve i\u015fte art\u0131k g\u00fcn bat\u0131yor,
Alt\u0131n bir yay gibi do\u011fuyordu ay.
\u00d6rt\u00fcld\u00fc bayg\u0131n g\u00f6lgelerle
\u0130skenderiye’de saray.
F\u0131skiyeler co\u015fuyor, me\u015faleler tutu\u015ftu.
Buhurdanlar t\u00fct\u00fcyor a\u011f\u0131r a\u011f\u0131r, yer yer…
D\u00fcnya il\u00e2hlar\u0131n\u0131n bekliyor emirlerini
Tatl\u0131, ihtirasl\u0131 serinlikler.
Sessiz ve ihti\u015faml\u0131 karanl\u0131klar\u0131n,
G\u00f6nl\u00fc \u00e7eken mucizeleri aras\u0131nda,
Ve g\u00f6lgesinde erguvani perdelerin
I\u015f\u0131ld\u0131yordu alt\u0131n oda…<\/p>\n
1835<\/p>\n
\u00c7eviri: N\u00e2z\u0131m H\u0130KMET<\/p>\n
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\u00a0 Saray p\u0131r\u0131l p\u0131r\u0131l. \u015eark\u0131c\u0131lar hep bir a\u011f\u0131zdanDestan okuyorlard\u0131, fil\u00e2vta ve rubab\u0131n ak\u0131\u015f\u0131yla.Melike sesiyle ve bak\u0131\u015f\u0131ylaCanland\u0131r\u0131yordu ziyafeti ihti\u015fam i\u00e7inde.G\u00f6n\u00fcller s\u00fcr\u00fckleniyordu onun taht\u0131na do\u011fruFakat alt\u0131n tas\u0131n \u00f6n\u00fcnde, O, birdenbire dald\u0131 derinlereMucizeli ba\u015f\u0131n\u0131, omuzuna e\u011fip durdu. Ve \u015fimdi muhte\u015fem ziyafet sanki uyukluyordu,Davetliler susmu\u015ftu. \u015eark\u0131c\u0131larda ne ses, ne seda vard\u0131!Ama i\u015fte, e\u011filen ba\u015f\u0131n\u0131 O kald\u0131rd\u0131 yine,I\u015f\u0131kl\u0131 bir y\u00fczle […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[91],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-2828","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-aleksandr-sergeyevic-puskin"},"yoast_head":"\n