MESUT ŞENOL

MESUT ŞENOL

 

LET THE EYELASHES

OF THE SUMMER BRUSH YOUR EYES

with the sweats

of the wheat fields

another world would’ve opened

longing

painting the canvas yellow

the chant from the heart

was charmed with the words

the storm in the inner world

of the deserting person without a backward glance

setting accounts with the moments

already passed and ended

screams

at the summer movie theatre

the fireflies

the guardians

of the flaming pale blue air

a request

starting with me

and ending with me

ah, go figure

and find a cure for me

let your making love with your essence go

let the eyelashes of the summer

brush your eyes

 

HIGH SEASON FOR THE FALL OF THE AUTUMN LEAVES

A never ending cycle, circling the universe with its precise chaos

Humans, half-alive plants – or we think so – they might be livelier even

A conscious mind or a disturbed soul – what is known or not known

Believe me says a wise, an aged and a seasoned man of many faces

Imagining things might occur too, at time too many

The hopes fly and land in some instances

Autumn leaves find their place in somewhere unexpected

Be it the floor on the forest of a wind’s wing to be carried away

What is Autumn’s philosophy or why is it in between seasons

The branches of the body want to break up from it

Leaves usher the way as if kids leaving home

There are no moms of dads to come to rescue

Come on find a way not to see the leaves fall nearby

You may close your eyes to ignore your heartache

If it ever happens to you to say goodbye to someone

It may start the season of Autumn already there ready…

 

A NOTEBOOK OF SECRETS

Should I leaf through the pages of that notebook of secrets

Should I listen to the songs dropping down from that past

Should I say they were the best of all dreams and realities

Would you give me what we could not have lived, should I wanted

I would have been captive of our dreamy looks

I would have shivered hopelessly before you without your touch

There are some unsettled accounts in the cruel world

Would you give me what we could not have lived, should I wanted

We would have taken a look at the starry dark blues together

Our breaths would have been coalesced into one in an instant

Our words to utter would have gone silent at that moment

Would you give me what we could not have lived, should I wanted

MESUT ŞENOL

MESUT ŞENOL: Graduated from the Political Science Faculty of the Ankara University. Earned his Master’s Degree in Public Administration and Public Relations. Served as District Governor, Vice-Governor and Mayor in various regions of Turkey. Worked as an editor at the Directorate General for Press and Information, and produced and presented programs for TRT and some private TV channels. Served as Prime Ministry’s PR Division Head and Prime Ministry Advisor responsible for international Institutions and Organizations. He was on the Steering Committee to represent the Turkish Government in organizing the 9th World Productivity Congress held in Istanbul at the Çırağan Palace. Provided PR and advertisement services to many prominent organizations and institutions in Istanbul in his capacity as a PR and Communications Company (ADV Incorporated) General Manager. His seven poetry collections were published, and many of his poetry and literary translations appeared in many national and foreign literary publications and anthologies. A freelance translator and instructor on public relations, communications, public speaking and voluntarism. Attended in a number of national and international poetry and literary festivals in the country and abroad, and acting as an organizer for some of them. An Honour Prize laureate of Naji Naaman’s Literary Prizes 2011. Mr. Senol is a member of the Turkish PEN Center, Union for Translators, Turkey’s Writers Syndicate, FILM-SAN, Turkish Journalists Association, Union of Authors of Scientific and Literary Works, and FIJET (World Federation of Travel Journalists and Writers. He serves on the Executive Board of the Three Seas (Baltic Sea, Black Sea and the Mediterranean Sea) Writers and Translators Council headquartered in Rhodes. He is the Culture Delegate of Spain based literary organization Liceo Poetico De Benidorm and a member of Movimiento Poetas del Mundo. He was awarded with the First Prize at the International Galeteo Literature Prize Contest in Italy in September 2017. Currently he teaches at the Communications Department of Bahçeşehir University and the Department of Translation and Interpreting Studies of Yeditepe University.