For The Memory of My Mom
Mothers are sweet
I lost my mother more than ten years ago, she died at the age of 59 from blood cancer. She was an extraordinary lively person, tried to be happy and optimistic what ever the conditions were. She loved to swim, wander in the rain, travel and read.
Our house was full of books.
As a graduate of American Literature, she had many English books in her library and made me love reading. We used to translate some American and English poems with her just for fun ( I thought so when I was in the middle school but now I realize, we translated poetry so that I could improve my English)
For her memory in this lens I will write about the writers, poems and poets she loved.
We read books of Bronte Sisters
We read the wuthering heights of Emily Bronte, Jane Eyre of Charlotte Bronte and poems of Anne Bronte with my mother.
I used to think about three girls living in a personage with their father and writing Gothic books. I wondered how they could write so intensively.
Jane Eyre is one of my favorite books and I read it again and again from time to time..
"Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs."
Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre
Charlotte Bronte - Literary Gothic
Why Jane Eyre is a classic?
Charlotte Bronte is one of the pioneers of literary Gothic style. her best novel Jane Eyre is a good example for this style. After that book in many books you can see the thyme of mysterious house, rich, handsome hero with a dark, suspicious pass pursuing our hero, who is usually a governess. But I think Jane Eyre is a classic not because of this story. In the book the character analysis, Jane's determination to be a self sufficient female (the book has feminist issues), the psychological analysis are all masterfully done.
Mom Loved Judas Trees
Mom liked to walk among the Judas trees in Bosporus in May. Judas Tree is Erguvan in Turkish. We have many poems about Erguvan time in Istanbul. When a tree turns purple one morning, know that spring is in the air. This is all the more delightful in Istanbul, where the fragrance of the Judas tree is never far away. Edip Cansever in his poems writes that Istabul is 'empire of erguvan'. According to Orhan Veli, it is a word that can drive a person insane.
Mom loved cats and adored TS Eliot Cat Poems Like:
Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
MOM & ROBERT FROST
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
Mom liked this poem very much and read it to me several times...