Ruined Temples

Ruined Temples Book Description

“Are you angry with us, O home soil? Do not ask this brave, sinful generation about the deeds of your feet that trample you, your bandit hands that injured you, nailed you, and your traitors that gnawed your bones! O motherland sleeping in blue waves! What foreign desires are you drifting towards, leaving us orphans with the coy hunk and purple shadows of the cibali, the dreamy, veil-like mists of the aphak, the pink, pearly dawns of the sky, the beautiful colors of your clouds, and the masses of colors of the naza?

“What was he saying? I didn't even see the need to understand this. I was content to abandon myself to the inner harmony of that voice. After all, for me, wasn't everything about this inner harmony, whether in prose or verse? Although the author of Ruined Temples was telling us that these ruined temples were our own childhood temples, I did not attach much importance to this. (...) These prose pieces not only bring a sweet coolness to the Turkish language; A new climate, a new climate of imagination was opened in Turkish literature.”

Yakup Kadri Karaosmanoğlu

(From the Promotional Bulletin)

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Dough Type: 2. Dough

Number of Pages: 192

Size: 12.5 x 19.5

< strong>First Printing Year: 2020

Number of Printings: 1. Edition

Language : Turkish