A New Gift
It had been perhaps an hour since they had risen from dinner. The husband and wife drank their coffee, as always, on the balcony of the waterside mansion. The moon, resembling a silver tray from which everything had been wiped […]
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It had been perhaps an hour since they had risen from dinner. The husband and wife drank their coffee, as always, on the balcony of the waterside mansion. The moon, resembling a silver tray from which everything had been wiped […]
“What’s that? The novel you’re writing?” “No.” “Then what?” “A few epics.” “About war?” “About the lives of old heroes.” My young relative, who had gained fame very quickly, sat down beside me informally. At the beginning of the war,
“From their spears, from their flags… They also have two cannons with them.” “What will we do now?” “God is generous… There’s no hurry. We’ll think.” Two hours later, the noisy army of knights had thoroughly surrounded the castle. Barhan
He was listening to what his steward, who had knelt before him, was telling. This man, who had galloped into the camp half an hour ago, was an old, fat soldier. It had been weeks now since he had taken
He asked what he would do with the money he would earn, whether he had debts. He was pleased with the answers Durmuş gave. “Alright, son,” he said. “I’ll take you on but… I can’t give much money…” Durmuş said,
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Literature, Editor’s Pick, General Topics, Must Read, The Complete Stories of Ömer SeyfettinTents were being set up, cauldrons were being brought down, fires were shining here and there. Among this crowd, Tosun Bey was seen gliding on his chestnut horse. He had caught up with the army two stops behind. He asked
…His relatives called him “eccentric,” those who knew him from afar called him “mad.” He was past forty-five. He still hadn’t married. In summer he would always wander the countryside, watching the sunrise and sunset with an importance peculiar to
Little Ayşe got up from the high loom where she had been weaving cloth since morning, shuttling back and forth. She stretched wearily. Today she was all alone at home. Her father and brothers had gone to town, to the
To feel the greatest joy, the greatest delight, the greatest pleasure and excitement that many years could not contain, to dream the greatest, most unattainable dreams, within twelve short hours… it shakes a person so! The generation after us probably
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Literature, General Topics, The Complete Stories of Ömer SeyfettinFrom Childhood Memories Every morning we would pass by the dilapidated gendarme stables behind the Market Mosque, chirping like a flock of sparrows. The school was a bit further ahead… It was in the middle of a fairly wide courtyard