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Blind Rock
You will anchor to a blind rock Either you’ll become moss in this life, Or you’ll be the last, an old rascal. The sea will be sheeted,...
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Not for literature, but for eternitude!
Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 1 min
What is life?
What is life? It is the place where thought meets vision. What do we look at, what do we think about? We look at what is different, what...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 2 min
Dear Friend
I’m writing in an old language. Perhaps it will never be understood. But my sentences will be felt. Dear friend, paper. Forgive me. My...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 1 min
Don’t Get Mixed Up with Anyone!
That’s what Cengiz used to say. At the time, I would have been sweeping the floors. “Before, he had 3 or 4 friends around here. One by...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 1 min
Hidden
It’s been a long time since I held a pen. My palms have callouses, as much as my feet. We walked through the cold of concrete in our...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 2 min
Mr. Miyagi
I bought a cake with my last money from the package store. I went outside. It was a little past 12. The half cigarette I had left on the...
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- Aug 14
- 1 min
Secret Police
I met a very good secret police in his profession. It was evening. I was sitting at Leyla. An older man with a white earphone in one ear,...
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- Aug 14
- 1 min
Gramophone
Through the eye of a needle, we view our fate, A gramophone needle, where memories create. Smiles and tears form life’s gentle sound,...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 2 min
Japanese
(I drew it with a restaurant receipt pen. It's a bit sloppy.) The Japanese used to stay in the office across from the bar. Don’t be...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 2 min
Crack!
As the call to prayer echoed through the air, two dark-haired Syrian children heard a phrase they couldn't quite understand: "Fate is...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 1 min
Kyrgyz women… They know what they’re doing…
On one of my travels… While I was heading along the Yukarıyurtçu village road, I hitchhiked. A truck driver stopped. I opened the door...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 1 min
Mulberries
Salih was looking to the mulberries, and the mulberries were blinking to Ahmet the vendor, while the vendor was looking after Salih. "A...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 14
- 1 min
To Endure!
The universe is made real by your consciousness. One must endure their own understanding.
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Caner Teber
- Aug 13
- 1 min
I am Zemestanian
I am Zemestanian, I don’t grasp trees, yet under a cherry tree I rest. In Kurtuluş, Coat on my back, hat on my head, and a tie. My coat...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 13
- 1 min
"Who is Biricik?"
A prostitute. Red-haired, always gazing wearily. She doesn’t talk much. In fact, she doesn’t talk at all. I’ve never heard her voice. But...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 13
- 1 min
Biricik…
I'm tired of being tired, Biricik. I lived not as much as I wanted, but as much as my pocket allowed. Abandoned cigarette butts know me....
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Caner Teber
- Aug 13
- 1 min
Broken Swings
I came to Istanbul, the place where my childhood met the sea. 05/12/21 02:16 Years ago, we moved to the last stop. It was a one-room...
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Caner Teber
- Aug 13
- 1 min
A Subtle Ailment
Your smile has seeped into my bones, So delicate, A subtle ailment, it seems, To gaze upon you, in my dreams '
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- Aug 13
- 1 min
Young
My heart was young and gathered nettles among. ??/??/2022
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