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Bir Dolar Yirmi Sent\/ Charles BukowskiYaz sonunu seviyordu en \u00e7ok, hay\u0131r sonbahar\u0131, sonbahar\u0131 belki de, her neyse, kumsal serin oluyordu ve g\u00fcn bat\u0131m\u0131ndan hemen sonra sahilde y\u00fcr\u00fcmek ho\u015funa gidiyordu, kimseler olmazd\u0131, su kirli g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcrd\u00fc, \u00f6l\u00fcmc\u00fcl g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcrd\u00fc su ve mart\u0131lar uyumak istemezlerdi, nefret ederlerdi uyumaktan, mart\u0131lar \u00fcst\u00fcne do\u011fru u\u00e7tular, g\u00f6zlerini, ruhunu, ruhundan arta kalan\u0131 ister gibi u\u00e7tular \u00fcst\u00fcne do\u011fru. Ruhundan arta fazla bir \u015fey kalmam\u0131\u015fsa ve bunun fark\u0131ndaysan biraz ruhun vard\u0131r yine de. Kuma oturup suya bakard\u0131, her \u015feye zor inan\u0131l\u0131rd\u0131 suya bak\u0131nca, \u00c7in diye bir \u00fclke oldu\u011funa ya da ABD’ye ve Vietnam’a, bir zamanlar \u00e7ocuk oldu\u011funa, hay\u0131r, buna inanmak zor de\u011fildi, onu unutamazd\u0131, bir de erkeklik \u00e7a\u011f\u0131n\u0131: \u00e7al\u0131\u015ft\u0131\u011f\u0131 i\u015fler ve kad\u0131nlar, sonra kad\u0131ns\u0131zl\u0131k, \u015fimdi de i\u015fsizlik, altm\u0131\u015f\u0131nda bir berdu\u015f, bitmi\u015f, bir hi\u00e7. Bir dolar yirmi sent nakit vard\u0131 cebinde, bir haftal\u0131k kiras\u0131n\u0131 \u00f6demi\u015fti bir de. Okyanus…
kad\u0131nlar\u0131 d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnd\u00fc yine. Birka\u00e7\u0131 iyi davranm\u0131\u015ft\u0131 ona. Di\u011ferleri kurnaz, g\u00fcr\u00fclt\u00fcc\u00fc, biraz deli ve \u00e7ok zor kad\u0131nlar olmu\u015flard\u0131, odalar ve yataklar ve evler ve Noeller ve i\u015fler ve \u015fark\u0131lar ve hastaneler ve donukluk, donuk g\u00fcnler ve geceler ve anlam eksikli\u011fi ve f\u0131rsat eksikli\u011fi ve \u015fimdi, altm\u0131\u015f y\u0131l\u0131n kar\u015f\u0131l\u0131\u011f\u0131: bir dolar yirmi sent.
Sonra g\u00fcl\u00fc\u015fmeler duydu arkas\u0131nda, battaniyeleri vard\u0131, kutu biralar\u0131 vard\u0131, kahveleri ve sandvi\u00e7leri vard\u0131, g\u00fcld\u00fcler, g\u00fcld\u00fcler, iki delikanl\u0131 ile iki gen\u00e7 k\u0131z. \u0130nce, esnek v\u00fccutlar,
kayg\u0131s\u0131z, sonra i\u00e7lerinden biri onu fark etti.
“hey, NED\u0130R O?”
“tanr\u0131m, bilmiyorum!”
“insan m\u0131?”
“nefes al\u0131yor mu? D\u00fczer mi?”
“neyi d\u00fczer mi?”
G\u00fcld\u00fcler.
\u015earap \u015fi\u015fesini kald\u0131rd\u0131, biraz kalm\u0131\u015ft\u0131 dibinde, i\u00e7menin tam s\u0131ras\u0131yd\u0131.
“KIMILDADI! bak, KIMILDADI!”
aya\u011fa kalkt\u0131, pantolonuna yap\u0131\u015fm\u0131\u015f kumlan silkeledi.
“kollar\u0131 ve bacaklar\u0131 var! y\u00fcz\u00fc var!”
“Y\u00dcZ\u00dc M\u00dc?”
g\u00fcld\u00fcler yine. Anlayam\u0131yordu. B\u00f6yle de\u011fildi gen\u00e7ler, gen\u00e7 insanlar k\u00f6t\u00fc de\u011fildi, neydi bunlar?
yanlar\u0131na gitti. “ya\u015fl\u0131l\u0131kta utan\u0131lacak bir \u015fey yoktur.”
gen\u00e7lerden biri bira kutusunu f\u0131rlatt\u0131.
“harcanm\u0131\u015f y\u0131llarda vard\u0131r, babal\u0131k, sen harcanm\u0131\u015fs\u0131n bana kal\u0131rsa.”
“h\u00e2l\u00e2 iyi bir adam\u0131m ben evlat.”
“k\u0131zlardan biri alt\u0131na yatsa ne yapabilirsin, babal\u0131k?”
“b\u00f6yle KONUSMA, Rod!” dedi uzun k\u0131z\u0131l sa\u00e7l\u0131 gen\u00e7 k\u0131z. R\u00fczg\u00e2rda sa\u00e7\u0131n\u0131 d\u00fczeltiyordu, kendi r\u00fczg\u00e2rda u\u00e7u\u015fuyor gibiydi, ayak parmaklar\u0131n\u0131 kuma g\u00f6mm\u00fc\u015ft\u00fc.
“ne diyorsun, babal\u0131k? Ne yapars\u0131n? k\u0131zlardan biri alt\u0131na yatsa ne yapars\u0131n? ha?”
y\u00fcr\u00fcmeye ba\u015flad\u0131, battaniyenin etraf\u0131ndan dolan\u0131p kumda kald\u0131r\u0131ma do\u011fru y\u00fcr\u00fcd\u00fc. “ne bi\u00e7im konu\u015ftun zavall\u0131 adamla, Rod? Bazen NEFRET ediyorum senden!”
“BURAYA GEL, g\u00fczelim!” “HAYIR!”
Arkas\u0131na bakt\u0131, Rod’un k\u0131z\u0131 kovalad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 g\u00f6rd\u00fc, k\u0131z bir \u00e7\u0131\u011fl\u0131k att\u0131, sonra g\u00fcld\u00fc. Rod k\u0131z\u0131
yakalad\u0131, kumda yuvarland\u0131lar, g\u00fclerek bo\u011fu\u015ftular. \u00d6b\u00fcr \u00e7iftin aya\u011fa kalk\u0131p \u00f6p\u00fc\u015ft\u00fc\u011f\u00fcn\u00fc g\u00f6rd\u00fc. Kald\u0131r\u0131ma ula\u015ft\u0131, banklardan birine oturup aya\u011f\u0131ndaki kumlan temizledi, on dakika sonra odas\u0131ndayd\u0131, ayakkab\u0131lar\u0131n\u0131 \u00e7\u0131kard\u0131, yata\u011fa uzand\u0131, \u0131\u015f\u0131\u011f\u0131 yakmad\u0131.
kap\u0131 \u00e7al\u0131nd\u0131. “Bay Seed?”
“efendim?”
kap\u0131 a\u00e7\u0131ld\u0131, ev sahibesi Bayan Conners gelmi\u015fti, altm\u0131\u015f be\u015f ya\u015f\u0131ndayd\u0131 Bayan Conners,
karanl\u0131kta y\u00fcz\u00fcn\u00fc se\u00e7emiyordu. \u0130yiydi y\u00fcz\u00fcn\u00fc se\u00e7ememesi.
“\u00e7orba pi\u015firdim, \u00e7ok g\u00fczel, size bir tas \u00e7orba getireyim mi?”
“hay\u0131r, istemiyorum.”
“hadi Bay Seed. Nefis \u00e7orba, leziz! Bir tas getireyim!”
“peki.”
Yataktan kalk\u0131p iskemleye oturdu ve bekledi. Bayan Conners kap\u0131y\u0131 a\u00e7\u0131k b\u0131rakm\u0131\u015ft\u0131, \u0131\u015f\u0131k s\u00fcz\u00fcl\u00fcyordu i\u00e7eri, bir \u0131\u015f\u0131k demeti, bacaklar\u0131na ve kuca\u011f\u0131na d\u00f6k\u00fclen bir \u0131\u015f\u0131k demeti. Bayan Conners \u00e7orbay\u0131 kuca\u011f\u0131na yerle\u015ftirdi, bir tas \u00e7orba, bir ka\u015f\u0131k.
“\u00e7ok be\u011feneceksiniz, Bay Seed, g\u00fczel \u00e7orba yapar\u0131m.”
“te\u015fekk\u00fcr ederim,” dedi.
Oturup \u00e7orbay\u0131 seyretti, \u00e7is \u015fans\u0131yd\u0131, tavuk suyu. Etsiz, \u00e7orbadaki ya\u011f kabarc\u0131klar\u0131na bakt\u0131
\u00f6ylece, bir s\u00fcre oturdu, sonra kalk\u0131p ka\u015f\u0131\u011f\u0131 \u015fifonyerin \u00fcst\u00fcne koydu, \u00e7orbay\u0131 pencereye g\u00f6t\u00fcrd\u00fc, tel \u00f6rg\u00fcy\u00fc sessizce a\u00e7\u0131p \u00e7orbay\u0131 topra\u011fa d\u00f6kt\u00fc, buhar \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131 topraktan, tas\u0131 \u015fifonyerin \u00fcst\u00fcne koydu, kap\u0131y\u0131 kapatt\u0131 ve yata\u011fa girdi, her zamankinden daha karanl\u0131kt\u0131, severdi karanl\u0131\u011f\u0131, karanl\u0131k anlaml\u0131yd\u0131. Kulak kabartt\u0131, dalgalar\u0131n sesini duydu, bir s\u00fcre okyanusu dinledi, sonra i\u00e7 ge\u00e7irdi, derin bir i\u00e7
ge\u00e7irdi ve
\u00f6ld\u00fc.
Charles Bukowski
S\u0131radan Delilik \u00d6yk\u00fcleri
Parantez Yay\u0131nlar\u0131<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Bir Dolar Yirmi Sent\/ Charles BukowskiYaz sonunu seviyordu en \u00e7ok, hay\u0131r sonbahar\u0131, sonbahar\u0131 belki de, her neyse, kumsal serin oluyordu ve g\u00fcn bat\u0131m\u0131ndan hemen sonra sahilde y\u00fcr\u00fcmek ho\u015funa gidiyordu, kimseler olmazd\u0131, su kirli g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcrd\u00fc, \u00f6l\u00fcmc\u00fcl g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcrd\u00fc su ve mart\u0131lar uyumak istemezlerdi, nefret ederlerdi uyumaktan, mart\u0131lar \u00fcst\u00fcne do\u011fru u\u00e7tular, g\u00f6zlerini, ruhunu, ruhundan arta kalan\u0131 ister gibi […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[115],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-6886","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-ceviri-oykuler"},"yoast_head":"\n