{"id":7517,"date":"2018-01-01T00:28:02","date_gmt":"2017-12-31T21:28:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siirmolasi.com\/?p=7517"},"modified":"2020-06-21T02:09:59","modified_gmt":"2020-06-20T23:09:59","slug":"han-duvarlari","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/?p=7517","title":{"rendered":"Han Duvarlar\u0131…"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Ya\u011f\u0131z atlar ki\u015fnedi, me\u015fin k\u0131rba\u00e7 \u015faklad\u0131,
\nBir dakika araba yerinde duraklad\u0131.
\nNeden sonra sars\u0131ld\u0131 alt\u0131mda demir yaylar,
\nG\u00f6zlerimin \u00f6n\u00fcnden ge\u00e7ti kervansaraylar…
\nGidiyordum, gurbeti g\u00f6nl\u00fcmle duya duya,
\nUluk\u0131\u015fla yolundan Orta Anadolu’ya.
\n\u0130lk sevgiye benzeyen ilk ac\u0131, ilk ayr\u0131l\u0131k!
\nY\u00fcre\u011fimin yakt\u0131\u011f\u0131 ate\u015fle hava \u0131l\u0131k,
\nG\u00f6k sar\u0131, toprak sar\u0131, \u00e7\u0131plak a\u011fa\u00e7lar sar\u0131…
\nArkada zincirlenen y\u00fcksek Toros Da\u011flar\u0131,
\n\u00d6nde uzun bir k\u0131\u015f\u0131n soldurdu\u011fu etekler,
\nSonra d\u00f6nen, d\u00f6nerken inleyen tekerlekler…<\/p>\n

Ellerim tak\u0131l\u0131rken r\u00fczg\u00e2rlar\u0131n sa\u00e7\u0131na
\nAs\u0131ld\u0131 arabam\u0131z bir da\u011f\u0131n yamac\u0131na.
\nHer tarafta y\u00fckseklik, her tarafta \u0131ss\u0131zl\u0131k,
\nYaln\u0131z arabac\u0131n\u0131n duda\u011f\u0131nda bir \u0131sl\u0131k!
\nBu \u0131sl\u0131kla uzayan, d\u00f6nen k\u0131vr\u0131lan yollar,
\nUykuya varm\u0131\u015f gibi g\u00f6r\u00fcnen y\u0131lan yollar
\nBa\u015f\u0131n\u0131 kald\u0131rarak bo\u015flu\u011fu dinliyordu.
\nG\u00f6kler bulutlan\u0131yor, r\u00fczg\u00e2r serinliyordu.
\nSerpilmeye ba\u015flad\u0131 bir ya\u011fmur ince ince.
\nSon yoku\u015f noktas\u0131ndan d\u00fczl\u00fc\u011fe \u00e7evrilince
\nNihayetsiz bir ova a\u011fartt\u0131 benzimizi.
\nYollar bir \u015ferit gibi ufka ba\u011flad\u0131 bizi.
\nGurbet beni muttas\u0131l \u00e7ekiyordu kendine.
\nYol, hep yol, daima yol… Bitmiyor d\u00fczl\u00fck yine.
\nNe civarda bir k\u00f6y var, ne bir evin hayali,
\nSonunda ademdir diyor insana yolun hali,
\nAras\u0131ra ge\u00e7iyor bir atl\u0131, iki yayan.
\nBozuk d\u00fczen ta\u015flar\u0131n \u00fcst\u00fcnde t\u0131k\u0131rd\u0131yan
\nTekerlekler yollara bir \u015feyler anlat\u0131yor,
\nUzun yollar bu sesten silkinerek yat\u0131yor…
\nKendimi kapt\u0131rarak tekerle\u011fin sesine
\nUzanm\u0131\u015f kalm\u0131\u015f\u0131m yayl\u0131n\u0131n \u015filtesine.<\/p>\n

Bir sars\u0131nt\u0131… Uyand\u0131m uzun s\u00fcren uykudan;
\nGe\u00e7iyordu araba yola benzer bir sudan.
\nKar\u015f\u0131da hisar gibi Ni\u011fde y\u00fckseliyordu,
\nSa\u011f taraftan \u00e7\u0131ng\u0131rak sesleri geliyordu:
\nA\u011f\u0131r a\u011f\u0131r \u00f6n\u00fcmden ge\u00e7ti deve kervan\u0131,
\nBir kenarda g\u00f6r\u00fcnd\u00fc beldenin viran han\u0131.
\nAlaca bir karanl\u0131k sarmadayken her yeri
\nAtlar\u0131m\u0131z \u00e7\u00f6z\u00fcld\u00fc, girdik handan i\u00e7eri.
\nBir deva bulmak i\u00e7in ba\u011fr\u0131ndaki yaraya
\nToplanm\u0131\u015ft\u0131 garipler \u015fimdi kervansaraya.
\nBir noktada birle\u015fmi\u015f vatan\u0131n d\u00f6rt buca\u011f\u0131,
\nGurbet \u00e7eken g\u00f6n\u00fcller ku\u015fatm\u0131\u015ft\u0131 oca\u011f\u0131.
\nBir p\u0131r\u0131lt\u0131 g\u00f6rd\u00fc m\u00fc g\u00f6zler hemen dal\u0131yor,
\nG\u00f6\u011f\u00fcsler \u00e7ekilerek nefesler daral\u0131yor.
\n\u015ei\u015fesi is ba\u011flam\u0131\u015f bir lamban\u0131n \u0131\u015f\u0131\u011f\u0131
\nHer y\u00fcz\u00fc \u00e7iziyordu bir h\u00fcz\u00fcn k\u0131r\u0131\u015f\u0131\u011f\u0131.
\nGitgide birer ayet gibi derinle\u015ftiler
\nY\u00fczlerdeki \u00e7izgiler, g\u00f6zlerdeki cizgiler…
\nYata\u011f\u0131m\u0131n yan\u0131nda esmer bir duvar vard\u0131,
\n\u00dcst\u00fcnde yaz\u0131larla hatlar kar\u0131\u015fm\u0131\u015flard\u0131;
\nFani bir iz b\u0131rakm\u0131\u015f burda yatm\u0131\u015fsa kimler,
\nAyg\u0131n bayg\u0131n maniler, a\u00e7\u0131k sa\u00e7\u0131k resimler…<\/p>\n

Uykuya varmak i\u00e7in bu hazin g\u00fcnde, erken,
\nKapanmayan g\u00f6zlerim duvarlarda gezerken
\nBirdenbire k\u0131pk\u0131z\u0131l birka\u00e7 sat\u0131rla yand\u0131;
\nBu d\u00f6rt m\u0131sra de\u011fil, sanki d\u00f6rt damla kand\u0131.
\nBen garip \u00e7izgilere u\u011fra\u015f\u0131rken ba\u015fba\u015fa
\nRaslam\u0131\u015ft\u0131m duvarda bir \u015fair arkada\u015fa;<\/p>\n

“On y\u0131l var ayr\u0131y\u0131m K\u0131nada\u011f\u0131’ndan
\nBaba oca\u011f\u0131ndan yar kuca\u011f\u0131ndan
\nBir \u00e7i\u00e7ek dermeden sevgi ba\u011f\u0131ndan
\nHuduttan hududa at\u0131lm\u0131\u015f\u0131m ben”<\/p>\n

Alt\u0131nda da bir tarih: Sekiz mart otuz yedi…
\nG\u00f6z\u00fcm imza yerinde ba\u015fka ad g\u00f6rmedi.
\nArt\u0131k baht\u0131n a\u00e7\u0131kt\u0131r, uzun etme, arkada\u015f!
\nNe hudut kald\u0131 bug\u00fcn, ne askerlik, ne sava\u015f;
\nAraya gitti diye i\u00e7lenme bahar\u0131na,
\nHuduttan g\u00f6t\u00fcrd\u00fc\u011f\u00fcn \u015fan yeti\u015fir y\u00e2r\u0131na! …<\/p>\n

Ertesi g\u00fcn ba\u015flad\u0131 g\u00fcn do\u011fmadan yolculuk,
\nSo\u011fuk bir mart sabah\u0131… Buz tutuyor her soluk.
\nUfku tutu\u015fturmadan fecrin ilk alevleri
\nArkam\u0131zda kal\u0131yor \u015fehrin kenar evleri.
\nBulutlar\u0131n ard\u0131nda g\u00fcn yanmadan s\u00f6n\u00fcyor,
\nH\u00f6y\u00fckler bir da\u011f gibi uzaktan g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcyor…
\nYan\u0131m\u0131zdan ge\u00e7iyor a\u011f\u0131r a\u011f\u0131r kervanlar,
\nBir derebeyi gibi kurulmu\u015f eski hanlar.
\nBiz bu sonsuz yollarda var\u0131yoruz, gitgide,
\n\u0130ki da\u011f ortas\u0131nda bo\u011fulan bir ge\u00e7ide.
\nS\u0131k\u0131 bir poyraz beni titretirken i\u00e7imden
\nGe\u00e7idi atlay\u0131nca \u015fa\u015f\u0131rd\u0131m sevincimden:
\nArd\u0131mda kalan yerler anla\u015f\u0131rken baharla,
\n\u00d6n\u00fcm\u00fczdeki arazi \u00f6rt\u00fcl\u00fc \u015fimdi karla.
\nBu ge\u00e7it sanki yazdan k\u0131\u015f\u0131 ay\u0131r\u0131yordu,
\nBurada son f\u0131rt\u0131na son dal\u0131 k\u0131r\u0131yordu…
\nYayl\u0131m\u0131z t\u00fcketirken yollar\u0131 ayn\u0131 h\u0131zla,
\nSavrulmaya ba\u015flad\u0131 karlar etraf\u0131m\u0131zda.
\nKarlar etraf\u0131 beyaz bir karanl\u0131\u011fa g\u00f6md\u00fc;
\nKar de\u011fil, g\u00f6ky\u00fcz\u00fcnden ya\u011fan beyaz \u00f6l\u00fcmd\u00fc…
\nG\u00f6nl\u00fcmde can verirken k\u00f6ye varmak emeli
\nArabac\u0131 hayk\u0131rd\u0131 “\u0130\u015fte Arapl\u0131beli! ”
\nTanr\u0131 yard\u0131mc\u0131 olsun gayr\u0131 yolda kalana
\nBiz menzile vararak atlar\u0131 \u00e7ektik hana.<\/p>\n

Bizden evvel buraya inen \u00fc\u00e7 d\u00f6rt arkada\u015f
\nKurmu\u015ftular tutu\u015fan oca\u011fa kar\u015f\u0131 ba\u011fda\u015f.
\n\u00c7\u0131t\u0131rdayan \u00e7al\u0131lar d\u00f6rt cana can kat\u0131yor,
\nKimi haydut, kimi kurt masal\u0131 anlat\u0131yor…
\nG\u00f6zlerime \u00e7\u00f6kerken a\u011f\u0131r uyku sisleri,
\n\u00c7i\u00e7ekliyor duvar\u0131 oca\u011f\u0131n akisleri.
\nBu akisle duvarda \u00e7izgiler beliriyor,
\nKalbime ate\u015f gibi \u015fu sat\u0131rlar giriyor;<\/p>\n

“G\u00f6nl\u00fcm\u00fc \u00e7ekse de y\u00e2rin hayali
\nA\u015fmaya kudretim yetmez cibali
\nYolcuyum bir kuru yaprak misali
\nR\u00fczg\u00e2r\u0131n \u00f6n\u00fcne kat\u0131lm\u0131\u015f\u0131m ben”<\/p>\n

Sabahleyin g\u00f6ky\u00fcz\u00fc parlak, ufuk a\u00e7\u0131kt\u0131,
\nG\u00fcne\u015fli bir havada yayl\u0131m\u0131z yola \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131…
\nBu gurbetten gurbete giden yolun \u00fcst\u00fcnde
\nBen \u00fc\u00e7 mevsim de\u011fi\u015fmi\u015f g\u00f6r\u00fcyordum \u00fc\u00e7 g\u00fcnde.
\nUzun bir yolculuktan sonra \u0130ncesu’dayd\u0131k,
\nBir handa, yorgun arg\u0131n, tatl\u0131 bir uykudayd\u0131k.
\nG\u00fcn do\u011farken bir \u00f6l\u00fcm r\u00fcyas\u0131yla uyand\u0131m,
\nBa\u015fucumda g\u00f6rd\u00fc\u011f\u00fcm \u015fu sat\u0131rlarla yand\u0131m!<\/p>\n

“Garibim nam\u0131ma Kerem diyorlar
\nAsl\u0131’m\u0131 el alm\u0131\u015f haram diyorlar
\nHastay\u0131m derdime verem diyorlar
\nMara\u015fl\u0131 \u015eeyho\u011flu Sat\u0131lm\u0131\u015f’\u0131m ben”<\/p>\n

Bir kitabe kokusu duyuluyor yaz\u0131nda,
\nKorkar\u0131m, yaya kald\u0131n bu gurbet \u00e7\u0131kmaz\u0131nda.
\nEy Mara\u015fl\u0131 \u015eeyho\u011flu, evliyalar ada\u011f\u0131!
\nBaht\u0131na lanet olsun a\u015fmad\u0131nsa bu da\u011f\u0131!
\nAz de\u011fildir, varmadan senin gibi yurduna,
\nPost verenler yaban\u0131n hayduduna kurduna! ..<\/p>\n

Arabam\u0131z tutarken Erciyes’in yolunu:
\n“Hanc\u0131 dedim, bildin mi Mara\u015fl\u0131 \u015eeyho\u011flu’nu? ”
\nG\u00f6zleri uzun uzun burkuldu kald\u0131 bende,
\nDedi:
\n“Hana sa\u011f indi, \u00f6l\u00fc \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131 ge\u00e7ende! ”
\nYa\u015faran g\u00f6zlerimde her \u015fey art\u0131k de\u011fi\u015fti,
\nBizim garip \u015eeyho\u011flu buradan ge\u00e7memi\u015fti…
\nG\u00f6nl\u00fcm\u00fc Mara\u015fl\u0131’n\u0131n yakt\u0131 kara haberi.<\/p>\n

Aradan y\u0131llar ge\u00e7ti i\u015fte o g\u00fcnden beri
\nNe zaman yolda bir han rastlasam irkilirim,
\n\u00c7\u00fcnk\u00fc sizde gizlenen dertleri ben bilirim.
\nEy k\u00f6yleri hududa ba\u011flayan ya\u015fl\u0131 yollar,
\nD\u00f6nmeyen yolculara a\u011flayan yasl\u0131 yollar!
\nEy garip \u00e7izgilerle dolu han duvarlar\u0131,
\nEy hanlar\u0131n g\u00f6nl\u00fcm\u00fc s\u0131zlatan duvarlar\u0131! ..<\/p>\n

Faruk Nafiz \u00c7aml\u0131bel<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Ya\u011f\u0131z atlar ki\u015fnedi, me\u015fin k\u0131rba\u00e7 \u015faklad\u0131, Bir dakika araba yerinde duraklad\u0131. Neden sonra sars\u0131ld\u0131 alt\u0131mda demir yaylar, G\u00f6zlerimin \u00f6n\u00fcnden ge\u00e7ti kervansaraylar… Gidiyordum, gurbeti g\u00f6nl\u00fcmle duya duya, Uluk\u0131\u015fla yolundan Orta Anadolu’ya. \u0130lk sevgiye benzeyen ilk ac\u0131, ilk ayr\u0131l\u0131k! Y\u00fcre\u011fimin yakt\u0131\u011f\u0131 ate\u015fle … Okumaya devam et →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[823,3774,3775,2601],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7517"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7517"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7517\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10345,"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7517\/revisions\/10345"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7517"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7517"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.siirmolasi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7517"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}