Olduğu Kadar Güzeldik

I felt like sitting in one of the tea gardens in the square.
Because if Erdek were a book, these tea gardens would be its first sentence. Once arrived, one should sit down. With a cup of tea and a few cigarettes, it would be good to watch the fishermen mending nets and preparing shackles in their boats on the shore, to ask for a toast and throw it to the cats hugging my legs, to listen to what is being said at the nearby tables, to look at the clock every so often as if I were waiting for someone. He should have at least come. Summer evenings again. Wounded boats, musty sounds. Tea gardens in Erdek, bikkin orchestra, unpleasant waiters. Ezine, Susurluk, Bandırma, this is Ankara, that is Samsun! Those who fainted because of lies, those who were ignored, uncles who disappeared... Men who cry in their sleep, those who are regretful, those who are tired. Bad talk for money. Where is this Türkan Soray?

Mahir Ünsal Eris depicts houses listening to the noise coming from the street and loud Yildiz Tilbe. It tells about those who chatter and then keep quiet, those who say "let's be good, please", and those who ask for forgiveness. We Were Beautiful As We Were brings you to life with stories that become childish towards soda and touches the times. Eris continues to be the optimistic writer of sad defeats.



Number of Pages: 128

Print Year: 2013


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Iletisim Publishing

Number of Pages: 128

First Printing Year: 2013

Language: Turkish