I just recieved an e-mail about "Orhan Veli Prize for Poems". I thought about saying "Orhan Veli Surprised for Poems" as a respond but Orhan veli does not deserve this jokes.
Tsk. God. In the 21st Century, we're lingering with these things.
*While there was Ö. İnce fight, I jumped right into the middle of the fight. But I did not know. It was like, there is a fight in the street, for example, and you try to cut it out, and you get punched right in the face. Yes, just like that.
Mayne it's my fate. The same happens at the ATM (1), I wait in the queue and its reserve runs out of Bankamatic (2). Like that.
1- Automated Teller Machine.
2- Known as ATM also. The machine that gives you some money.
Uh. One last thing. The best Poetry Annual is the one that given with Penthouse mgzn. The issue also gave a Godard film named Le Mépris and the poem by Israeli soldiers on their loves and patriotic feelings for homeland.
And the oscar goes to... never appreciated the poem "Nobre Runs into the Tribunes".
1st of April, 2010
from Orhan Veli Şiir Ödülü
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