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Naród obcych. Jak odbudować wspólny dom w XXI wieku
Manifest solidarności w epoce globalnego wykorzenienia.
Na całym świecie rośnie liczba ludzi pozbawionych własności i wysiedlonych, bezdomnych politycznie i wykluczonych ekonomicznie. Gdy dziesięć lat temu Ece Temelkuran została zmuszona do opuszczenia własnego kraju, nie sądziła, że stanie się polityczną Kasandrą, ostrzegającą wszystkich nieprzekonanych, że w ich krajach zwycięży faszyzm.
Dziś, gdy brunatna fala rozlewa się po świecie, a globalne temperatury rosną, stajemy w obliczu konkurujących ze sobą kryzysów i wciąż na nowo uczymy się, że żadna demokracja nie jest tak trwała, by nie mogła obrócić się w proch, a żaden dom nie jest zbyt mocny, by nie mógł zostać zburzony. Ece Temelkuran każe nam zadać sobie pytania: Czy jesteś w domu? Gdzie czujesz się jak w domu?
Ta przejmująca i głęboko osobista opowieść stanowi wyznanie wiary w determinację i działanie, nawet gdy nie ma nadziei. Tamelkuran proponuje nową etykę przetrwania opartą na solidarności wszystkich wyobcowanych, tytułowego “narodu obcych”.
Na całym świecie rośnie liczba ludzi pozbawionych własności i wysiedlonych, bezdomnych politycznie i wykluczonych ekonomicznie. Gdy dziesięć lat temu Ece Temelkuran została zmuszona do opuszczenia własnego kraju, nie sądziła, że stanie się polityczną Kasandrą, ostrzegającą wszystkich nieprzekonanych, że w ich krajach zwycięży faszyzm.
Dziś, gdy brunatna fala rozlewa się po świecie, a globalne temperatury rosną, stajemy w obliczu konkurujących ze sobą kryzysów i wciąż na nowo uczymy się, że żadna demokracja nie jest tak trwała, by nie mogła obrócić się w proch, a żaden dom nie jest zbyt mocny, by nie mógł zostać zburzony. Ece Temelkuran każe nam zadać sobie pytania: Czy jesteś w domu? Gdzie czujesz się jak w domu?
Ta przejmująca i głęboko osobista opowieść stanowi wyznanie wiary w determinację i działanie, nawet gdy nie ma nadziei. Tamelkuran proponuje nową etykę przetrwania opartą na solidarności wszystkich wyobcowanych, tytułowego “narodu obcych”.
248 pages, Paperback
First published February 12, 2026
About the author
Ece Temelkuran
27 books629 followersEce Temelkuran, Turkish author, was born in 1973. She is a daily columnist of one of the most popular Turkish newspapers for ten years and a prize winning journalist. Her primary concerns that she addresses are the contemporary criticism of popular culture, masques of politics, women issues, and all other deteriorating identities of humanity. She uses various forms of dramatic sentimentalism and black humor together, combined with her postmodern style, creating space for tactful connections to everyday life. She is the author of three experimental literary fiction books written in the form of poem in prose, and a documentary book on hunger strikes. Lately she published two collections of articles from her column. Temelkuran is the pioneering signature of her generation with opposing voice as a young intellectual, and always brave to tell about “never to talk subjects” of Turkey.
She graduated from Faculty of Law, Ankara University in 1995. She started her journalism studies at Cumhuriyet newspaper in 1993. She worked on women’s movement, Southeast Issue in Turkey and also political detainees. Her first book, “All Women Are Confused “ was published in 1993.She was chosen as the “Journalist of the year” by German government and then she made a research on Women movement in Germany in 1993, the same year when she was chosen as the Journalist of the year.
Her research book “My Son, My Daughter, My State-The Mothers Of Detainees- From Homes To Streets.” Was published in 1997. She was awarded by Office of Doctors since she had a research paper “Virginity Test is A Crime” for Cumhuriyet journal.
Her poem- prose books “From the Edge” and “Voice Of The Inside” were published by Everest. She went to Brazil in 2003 and to India in 2004 to observe World Social Forum. She examined the nation movement after the economic Crisis in Argentina. Her books that include newspaper articles Voice Of The Inside and From Outside were published by Everest in 2005. She took the Idea and Democracy Award by the Office of Doctors in Turkey with her book “We Are Having Revolution Here, Senorita!” (Everest, 2006). She was also awarded by Diyarbakır Democratic Platform with her book “What Should I Tell You?”. Ece Temelkuran, who deserved the award of Freedom for Idea by Ayşenur Zorakolu, keeps writing on her column “From The Edge” at Haberturk newspaper and her latest books “The Deep Mountain” (2008) and “Sounds of Bananas” (2010) are published by Everest.
She graduated from Faculty of Law, Ankara University in 1995. She started her journalism studies at Cumhuriyet newspaper in 1993. She worked on women’s movement, Southeast Issue in Turkey and also political detainees. Her first book, “All Women Are Confused “ was published in 1993.She was chosen as the “Journalist of the year” by German government and then she made a research on Women movement in Germany in 1993, the same year when she was chosen as the Journalist of the year.
Her research book “My Son, My Daughter, My State-The Mothers Of Detainees- From Homes To Streets.” Was published in 1997. She was awarded by Office of Doctors since she had a research paper “Virginity Test is A Crime” for Cumhuriyet journal.
Her poem- prose books “From the Edge” and “Voice Of The Inside” were published by Everest. She went to Brazil in 2003 and to India in 2004 to observe World Social Forum. She examined the nation movement after the economic Crisis in Argentina. Her books that include newspaper articles Voice Of The Inside and From Outside were published by Everest in 2005. She took the Idea and Democracy Award by the Office of Doctors in Turkey with her book “We Are Having Revolution Here, Senorita!” (Everest, 2006). She was also awarded by Diyarbakır Democratic Platform with her book “What Should I Tell You?”. Ece Temelkuran, who deserved the award of Freedom for Idea by Ayşenur Zorakolu, keeps writing on her column “From The Edge” at Haberturk newspaper and her latest books “The Deep Mountain” (2008) and “Sounds of Bananas” (2010) are published by Everest.
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February 22, 2026I learned about this book from an article in The Nerve. The following quote from Ece Temelkuran excited me, "She argues that far right political mechanisms work to cut ties between people and communities - and hollow out our faith in humanity. She says the answer is to nurture friendship and connection, and to think of home as other people."
February 25, 2026
Nation of Strangers felt so uncannily relatable that reading it was like finding a long-lost cherished object. The book constructs a shared home for the unhomed - a growing group of people who now constitute, the author argues, a silent majority. There is something liberating in seeing their shared experiences and potential shared imaginaries articulated and placed into the world with such precision and care.
Temelkuran writes about language as both power and responsibility. She knows she is creating something that will live in the world and do things to how readers relate to it. In this book she releases, I think, two beasts.
One creates a conceptual home for the unhomed. It is beautiful, poetic, gentle, almost luminous. It draws on amor mundi, on the stubborn insistence on loving the world (and other people) even as it fractures. It dignifies the stranger. It honours shame without surrendering to it. It frames voice as collective survival not individual vanity.
The other beast is darker. It warns relentlessly, alarmingly, of fascism’s spread, of democratic fragility, of a future in which homelessness (political, moral, literal) becomes the norm. Whether its warnings are empirically warranted, it’s hard to be certain. But its plight is undoubtedly urgent, and a powerful call for solidarity.
Temelkuran has a joyous ability to craft brilliant new perspectives. When she writes, “English seemed to me like a linguistic river where all the unhomed of the world… gathered to drink,” she inverses the defeatist view of English as an oppressive language, replacing it with this beautiful and dignified image of a language that has become a gathering point for collective replenishment.
Her reflections on Enheduanna and Rutilius (the dilemma between self-pity and stoic silence) is one of the most arresting sections of the book. How does the unhomed speak without becoming theatrical? How does one preserve dignity without disappearing into silence? “This is a question of dignity,” she repeats. And it is.
Her line, “It is not the loss of home but the loss of faith in building a new one,” is probably the emotional pinnacle of the book. Exile is survivable, but loss of futurity is crushing.
By the end, the book leaves us with a paradox: we strangers have survived our own apocalypse. We know how to begin anew (something very Arendtian about this). But will we be able to make the world our home once more?
Tender and unsettling at the same time, this is the kind of book that will stay with anyone who has felt unhomed. Whether one finds its warnings necessary or overwhelming may depend on how much fragility one is already carrying. But it is, without doubt, a courageous act of language and a generous opening towards much needed intimate conversations.
Temelkuran writes about language as both power and responsibility. She knows she is creating something that will live in the world and do things to how readers relate to it. In this book she releases, I think, two beasts.
One creates a conceptual home for the unhomed. It is beautiful, poetic, gentle, almost luminous. It draws on amor mundi, on the stubborn insistence on loving the world (and other people) even as it fractures. It dignifies the stranger. It honours shame without surrendering to it. It frames voice as collective survival not individual vanity.
The other beast is darker. It warns relentlessly, alarmingly, of fascism’s spread, of democratic fragility, of a future in which homelessness (political, moral, literal) becomes the norm. Whether its warnings are empirically warranted, it’s hard to be certain. But its plight is undoubtedly urgent, and a powerful call for solidarity.
Temelkuran has a joyous ability to craft brilliant new perspectives. When she writes, “English seemed to me like a linguistic river where all the unhomed of the world… gathered to drink,” she inverses the defeatist view of English as an oppressive language, replacing it with this beautiful and dignified image of a language that has become a gathering point for collective replenishment.
Her reflections on Enheduanna and Rutilius (the dilemma between self-pity and stoic silence) is one of the most arresting sections of the book. How does the unhomed speak without becoming theatrical? How does one preserve dignity without disappearing into silence? “This is a question of dignity,” she repeats. And it is.
Her line, “It is not the loss of home but the loss of faith in building a new one,” is probably the emotional pinnacle of the book. Exile is survivable, but loss of futurity is crushing.
By the end, the book leaves us with a paradox: we strangers have survived our own apocalypse. We know how to begin anew (something very Arendtian about this). But will we be able to make the world our home once more?
Tender and unsettling at the same time, this is the kind of book that will stay with anyone who has felt unhomed. Whether one finds its warnings necessary or overwhelming may depend on how much fragility one is already carrying. But it is, without doubt, a courageous act of language and a generous opening towards much needed intimate conversations.
May 23, 2026
What struck me most about the book is its tendency toward overgeneralisation. Temelkuran writes beautifully at times, and there are passages of genuine emotional insight, but the central metaphor of “homelessness” becomes increasingly unstable the more the book develops.
Ece’s estrangement is ultimately existential and cultural rather than material. She is mourning a loss of belonging within a familiar intellectual and political world; yet the book often frames this experience in language that implicitly gestures toward actual dispossession, exile, or social abandonment. That slippage weakens the argument.
The problem is not that privileged people cannot suffer alienation—they obviously can—but that the book sometimes treats radically different experiences of displacement as emotionally interchangeable. The loneliness of an intellectual exile, the melancholy of cosmopolitan detachment, and the precarity of those who are literally homeless or structurally excluded are not the same phenomenon.
Because the narrative rarely interrogates its own position of privilege, certain emotional passages feel inflated. The rhetoric aims for universality, but instead risks obscuring the concrete realities of class, material insecurity, and social vulnerability.
In the end, the book seems less about homelessness than about the grief of losing a certain idea of home: cultural confidence, political belonging, intellectual recognition, and a familiar social world. That is a legitimate subject, but the book would have been stronger had it acknowledged the limits of its own perspective more explicitly.
Ece’s estrangement is ultimately existential and cultural rather than material. She is mourning a loss of belonging within a familiar intellectual and political world; yet the book often frames this experience in language that implicitly gestures toward actual dispossession, exile, or social abandonment. That slippage weakens the argument.
The problem is not that privileged people cannot suffer alienation—they obviously can—but that the book sometimes treats radically different experiences of displacement as emotionally interchangeable. The loneliness of an intellectual exile, the melancholy of cosmopolitan detachment, and the precarity of those who are literally homeless or structurally excluded are not the same phenomenon.
Because the narrative rarely interrogates its own position of privilege, certain emotional passages feel inflated. The rhetoric aims for universality, but instead risks obscuring the concrete realities of class, material insecurity, and social vulnerability.
In the end, the book seems less about homelessness than about the grief of losing a certain idea of home: cultural confidence, political belonging, intellectual recognition, and a familiar social world. That is a legitimate subject, but the book would have been stronger had it acknowledged the limits of its own perspective more explicitly.
March 30, 2026
2026 Women's Prize for Non- fiction shortlist 2/6
A Turkish journalist, exiled because of her criticism of the regime in her homeland, writes of the confluence of facism and ecological disaster through the eyes of the stranger, the displaced, the homeless: who are you? why did you leave? how will you survive here? when will you go home?
Necessary reading for anyone who is succumbing to acceptance of the political landscape we now find ourselves in.
A Turkish journalist, exiled because of her criticism of the regime in her homeland, writes of the confluence of facism and ecological disaster through the eyes of the stranger, the displaced, the homeless: who are you? why did you leave? how will you survive here? when will you go home?
Necessary reading for anyone who is succumbing to acceptance of the political landscape we now find ourselves in.
February 3, 2026
„Ich musste mein Land verlassen, um dem Faschismus zu entkommen, um schreiben, denken, einfach 𝘴𝘦𝘪𝘯 zu können.“
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Ece Temelkuran muss aus Sicherheitsgründen die Türkei, ihr Heimatland, hinter sich lassen, um einer Verhaftung zu entgehen. Von nun an ist sie eine „Heimatlose“, eine Weltbürgerin, ein Teil der «Nation von Fremden», von Menschen, die im Exil leben, die geflüchtet sind.
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In ihrem sehr persönlichen Buch gibt sie Einblicke in ihren Kampf gegen das Alleinsein, das Heimweh und das Gefühl der Orientierungslosigkeit außerhalb ihres Heimatlandes. Wird es jemals wieder einen Ort für sie geben, an dem sie sich zu Hause fühlt? Wie soll das gehen, wenn man nur von einer Aufenthaltserlaubnis zur nächsten leben kann? Ihr Frust und auch ihr Stolz scheint an mehreren Stellen durch.
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Für mich war es keine einfache Lektüre. Das Buch richtet sich aber in erster Linie auch an andere „Fremde“, die die Autorin in ihren Briefen persönlich adressiert. Ece Temelkuran erzählt sehr schonungslos von den Folgen des Faschismus, will für dieses Thema sensibilisieren und fühlt sich, so wie die meisten von uns auch, oft machtlos in Anbetracht der politischen Krisen der Gegenwart (Beispiel: Tr*mp).
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Ich hatte mir das Buch etwas anders vorgestellt und deswegen ist es wahrscheinlich ein wenig hinter meinen Erwartungen zurückgeblieben. Ich hatte angenommen, dass es noch mehr um die Erfahrungen anderer „Fremder“ geht, wie eine Art Feldstudie.
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„Nation of Strangers“ ist ein sehr wichtiges Buch und ich würde jedem die Lektüre empfehlen, der sich für das Leid Geflüchteter und „entwurzelter“ Menschen interessiert.
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4/5 ⭐️
Toll übersetzt von Michaela Grabinger
Rezensionsexemplar I Vielen Dank @netgalleyde @rowohltverlag 💚
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Ece Temelkuran muss aus Sicherheitsgründen die Türkei, ihr Heimatland, hinter sich lassen, um einer Verhaftung zu entgehen. Von nun an ist sie eine „Heimatlose“, eine Weltbürgerin, ein Teil der «Nation von Fremden», von Menschen, die im Exil leben, die geflüchtet sind.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
In ihrem sehr persönlichen Buch gibt sie Einblicke in ihren Kampf gegen das Alleinsein, das Heimweh und das Gefühl der Orientierungslosigkeit außerhalb ihres Heimatlandes. Wird es jemals wieder einen Ort für sie geben, an dem sie sich zu Hause fühlt? Wie soll das gehen, wenn man nur von einer Aufenthaltserlaubnis zur nächsten leben kann? Ihr Frust und auch ihr Stolz scheint an mehreren Stellen durch.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Für mich war es keine einfache Lektüre. Das Buch richtet sich aber in erster Linie auch an andere „Fremde“, die die Autorin in ihren Briefen persönlich adressiert. Ece Temelkuran erzählt sehr schonungslos von den Folgen des Faschismus, will für dieses Thema sensibilisieren und fühlt sich, so wie die meisten von uns auch, oft machtlos in Anbetracht der politischen Krisen der Gegenwart (Beispiel: Tr*mp).
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Ich hatte mir das Buch etwas anders vorgestellt und deswegen ist es wahrscheinlich ein wenig hinter meinen Erwartungen zurückgeblieben. Ich hatte angenommen, dass es noch mehr um die Erfahrungen anderer „Fremder“ geht, wie eine Art Feldstudie.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
„Nation of Strangers“ ist ein sehr wichtiges Buch und ich würde jedem die Lektüre empfehlen, der sich für das Leid Geflüchteter und „entwurzelter“ Menschen interessiert.
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4/5 ⭐️
Toll übersetzt von Michaela Grabinger
Rezensionsexemplar I Vielen Dank @netgalleyde @rowohltverlag 💚
April 23, 2026
There are moments of exceptional writing in this book, and I can see why it has received some strong reviews. The author captures inner thoughts and emotional states very well, and there are passages that feel genuinely relatable. The “who we are” section in particular, despite its flaws, had the potential to carry the whole book. The premise itself, that we may all become “strangers” or effectively homeless in a broader sense, is interesting and thought-provoking.
But I had real issues with it.
The central use of “homelessness” felt uncomfortable and, at times, intrusive. There are moments where the author reflects on being “homeless” alongside descriptions of stepping off a yacht in Venice or speaking at high-profile conferences. I understand the sense of dislocation she is trying to convey, but the comparison feels misplaced. It risks diluting the reality of homelessness as experienced by those dealing with immediate and severe precarity.
There are so many almost moments in this book. You can feel the author reaching toward something important, and at times she gets very close. But then it is undercut. For example, celebrating a three-year residency permit by buying an expensive ballgown may reflect relief or a desire for normality, but when placed alongside accounts of displacement, it feels jarring. The book also draws on conversations with people who are genuinely homeless or displaced, yet their lived experiences, shaped by concerns about safety, food, and basic stability, sit uneasily next to the author’s own framing.
What came through for me is a lack of reflection on that imbalance. The book is very focused on the author’s own experience, but does not fully engage with the privilege that shapes it. There is a broader point here, which came up in discussion at book club (there were no good reviews), about political exile. Many individuals in that position are rightly given platforms in academia, journalism, and public discourse, and their experiences matter. But attempts to draw parallels with those who cannot return “home” in a much more immediate and materially precarious sense can risk flattening very different realities.
For me, that tension is never properly addressed. And because of that, the book ends up feeling frustrating. There is a strong idea at its core, and moments of real insight, but it does not quite grapple with the implications of its own framing.
But I had real issues with it.
The central use of “homelessness” felt uncomfortable and, at times, intrusive. There are moments where the author reflects on being “homeless” alongside descriptions of stepping off a yacht in Venice or speaking at high-profile conferences. I understand the sense of dislocation she is trying to convey, but the comparison feels misplaced. It risks diluting the reality of homelessness as experienced by those dealing with immediate and severe precarity.
There are so many almost moments in this book. You can feel the author reaching toward something important, and at times she gets very close. But then it is undercut. For example, celebrating a three-year residency permit by buying an expensive ballgown may reflect relief or a desire for normality, but when placed alongside accounts of displacement, it feels jarring. The book also draws on conversations with people who are genuinely homeless or displaced, yet their lived experiences, shaped by concerns about safety, food, and basic stability, sit uneasily next to the author’s own framing.
What came through for me is a lack of reflection on that imbalance. The book is very focused on the author’s own experience, but does not fully engage with the privilege that shapes it. There is a broader point here, which came up in discussion at book club (there were no good reviews), about political exile. Many individuals in that position are rightly given platforms in academia, journalism, and public discourse, and their experiences matter. But attempts to draw parallels with those who cannot return “home” in a much more immediate and materially precarious sense can risk flattening very different realities.
For me, that tension is never properly addressed. And because of that, the book ends up feeling frustrating. There is a strong idea at its core, and moments of real insight, but it does not quite grapple with the implications of its own framing.
April 26, 2026
The three stars don’t really reflect the quality or the content of the book, but my preferences and taste. I agree with many of Temelkuran‘s points and there are a number of moving scenes, but I never fully clicked with the style. I am sure many will, but for me it seemed over-written and over-intellectualised. I think it also suffered from the comparison with Maria Stepanova‘s The Disappearing Act that tackles some similar themes and that I read roughly at the same time. I loved Stepanova‘s aloof, slightly surreal approach - and perhaps it’s also relevant that her Beast is closer to me than Temelkuran‘s.
July 2, 2026
4.5 ⭐️
Nation of Strangers je knjiga, ki je mogoče sploh ne bi opazila, če ne bi bila nominirana za Women's prize for non-fiction. To je bilo moje prvo srečanje s pisateljico in ne bo zadnje, sploh pa mi je bilo všeč, ker je zvočnico sama brala.
Eseji v obliki pisem, v katerih naslavlja tebe (bralko_ca, tujko_ca) in govori tako o svojih izkušnjah izgnanstva zaradi kritike turškega režima in fašizma nasploh, kot o pojmih, ki s tako življensko izkušnjo spreminjajo svoj pomen. Kje je dom? Kaj je dom? Kakšen bo njegov pomen v prihodnosti, sploh če pustimo, da se fašizem razširi?
Zanimive so tudi njene paralele z Odisejado in Itakami. Ja, v množini. Odgovor je v knjigi.
Nation of Strangers je knjiga, ki je mogoče sploh ne bi opazila, če ne bi bila nominirana za Women's prize for non-fiction. To je bilo moje prvo srečanje s pisateljico in ne bo zadnje, sploh pa mi je bilo všeč, ker je zvočnico sama brala.
Eseji v obliki pisem, v katerih naslavlja tebe (bralko_ca, tujko_ca) in govori tako o svojih izkušnjah izgnanstva zaradi kritike turškega režima in fašizma nasploh, kot o pojmih, ki s tako življensko izkušnjo spreminjajo svoj pomen. Kje je dom? Kaj je dom? Kakšen bo njegov pomen v prihodnosti, sploh če pustimo, da se fašizem razširi?
Zanimive so tudi njene paralele z Odisejado in Itakami. Ja, v množini. Odgovor je v knjigi.
August 2, 2026
Impossible de ne pas se retrouver dans ce livre si on a quitté son pays de naissance ou si le pays de naissance évolue vite vers un extrémisme politique qui nous empêche de vivre librement.
July 27, 2026
"Maria, undress... we need to be the majority!"
August 21, 2026
Faccio un'eccezione alla regola che mi sono data di non mettere stelle alle biografie.
Perché questo saggio sul presente è anche (o forse soprattutto) una bio-grafia, della Temelkarun -e nostra.
La forma epistolare (il genere che in questo periodo predomina nel mio universo letterario) mi ha fatto avvicinare ad un testo che, diversamente, avrei trovato troppo impegnativo per le mie forze d'attenzione attuali.
Di solito detesto leggere i ringraziamenti - qui li ho persino apprezzati: sono mappe della gentilezza, indicazioni di posti del cuore in cui trovare riparo. Stanze di casa, quasi.
E sono tentata di trascrivere tutto il primo, che è per la bibliotecaria più gentile che abbia mai conosciuto, con i suoi stupendi orecchini, ma mi limiterò all'ultima frase: se devi risolvere una questione urgente e hai bisogno di una bibliotecaria in Germania, passa a trovarla. La riconoscersi facilmente, è quella che ti guarda come se fossi un radioso mattino.
Vorrei dirvi: leggetelo.
Ma so che, per libri come questi -e , forse, non solo come questi- c'è un tempo esatto -che non decidiamo noi.
Allora scrivo: spero che presto arrivi il tempo in cui questo libro vi troverà.
Quando avverrà, scrivetemi, se vorrete.
Abiteremo la stessa casa.
Perché questo saggio sul presente è anche (o forse soprattutto) una bio-grafia, della Temelkarun -e nostra.
La forma epistolare (il genere che in questo periodo predomina nel mio universo letterario) mi ha fatto avvicinare ad un testo che, diversamente, avrei trovato troppo impegnativo per le mie forze d'attenzione attuali.
Di solito detesto leggere i ringraziamenti - qui li ho persino apprezzati: sono mappe della gentilezza, indicazioni di posti del cuore in cui trovare riparo. Stanze di casa, quasi.
E sono tentata di trascrivere tutto il primo, che è per la bibliotecaria più gentile che abbia mai conosciuto, con i suoi stupendi orecchini, ma mi limiterò all'ultima frase: se devi risolvere una questione urgente e hai bisogno di una bibliotecaria in Germania, passa a trovarla. La riconoscersi facilmente, è quella che ti guarda come se fossi un radioso mattino.
Vorrei dirvi: leggetelo.
Ma so che, per libri come questi -e , forse, non solo come questi- c'è un tempo esatto -che non decidiamo noi.
Allora scrivo: spero che presto arrivi il tempo in cui questo libro vi troverà.
Quando avverrà, scrivetemi, se vorrete.
Abiteremo la stessa casa.
July 7, 2026
„Naród obcych” to skomponowany z listów (autorka zwraca się w nich do czytających zwrotem „droga obca osobo”) manifest humanizmu i solidarności, sprzeciwiający się polityce wykluczania. Apel wzywający do budowania wspólnoty opartej na współodczuwaniu zamiast na lęku przed innością.
A autorka Ece Temelkuran wie o czym mówi, bo sama stała się obcą, najpierw „we własnym domu”, czyli w Turcji, z której musiała uciekać przed prześladowaniami politycznymi. Po ucieczce stała się obcą w innych krajach, w których szukała schronienia. Sama stoi na stanowisku, że dzielenie się swoimi historiami związanymi z wydomowieniem jest dziś niezwykle istotne, dzięki temu nie dzielimy się jeszcze bardziej, bo wbrew pozorom obcość może łączyć. Stąd więc powstanie tej książki.
Autorka zwraca uwagę, że w dzisiejszym świecie „obcy” nie są mniejszością, a wręcz przeciwnie, co powinno nas kierować ku koniecznej solidarności. Przypomina też, że dom można stracić na wiele różnych sposobów. Może to być dom w sensie dosłownym utracony w wyniku kataklizmu, ale także ojczyzna, z której musimy uciekać przed dyktaturą czy wojną. Ale może być to również dom rozumiany metaforycznie, którego utrata może nastąpić, gdy tracimy zaufanie do polityków, przez co stajemy się politycznie bezdomni i wyobcowani. Temelkuran zaznacza, że pierwszym krokiem do zmiany jest uznanie własnej bezdomności, bo bez tego nie zaczniemy działać nad zmianą prowadzącą do solidarności.
To książka pełna przeciekawych rozważań wpisujących się w obecną rzeczywistość, i pozycja otwierająca głowę, która mam nadzieję przyniesie chęć szukania w nas nawzajem wspólnoty, zamiast wiecznie szukać różnic. Jest to teraz szczególnie istotne wobec niebezpiecznie rozwijającego się faszyzmu, zmian klimatu czy innych kryzysów społecznych. A z walorów poza tematycznych - to się po prostu świetnie czyta. Wiem, że to frazes, ale wydaje mi się, że ta przystępność językowa jest przy podejmowaniu takich treści szczególnie ważna. Bardzo polecam!
A autorka Ece Temelkuran wie o czym mówi, bo sama stała się obcą, najpierw „we własnym domu”, czyli w Turcji, z której musiała uciekać przed prześladowaniami politycznymi. Po ucieczce stała się obcą w innych krajach, w których szukała schronienia. Sama stoi na stanowisku, że dzielenie się swoimi historiami związanymi z wydomowieniem jest dziś niezwykle istotne, dzięki temu nie dzielimy się jeszcze bardziej, bo wbrew pozorom obcość może łączyć. Stąd więc powstanie tej książki.
Autorka zwraca uwagę, że w dzisiejszym świecie „obcy” nie są mniejszością, a wręcz przeciwnie, co powinno nas kierować ku koniecznej solidarności. Przypomina też, że dom można stracić na wiele różnych sposobów. Może to być dom w sensie dosłownym utracony w wyniku kataklizmu, ale także ojczyzna, z której musimy uciekać przed dyktaturą czy wojną. Ale może być to również dom rozumiany metaforycznie, którego utrata może nastąpić, gdy tracimy zaufanie do polityków, przez co stajemy się politycznie bezdomni i wyobcowani. Temelkuran zaznacza, że pierwszym krokiem do zmiany jest uznanie własnej bezdomności, bo bez tego nie zaczniemy działać nad zmianą prowadzącą do solidarności.
To książka pełna przeciekawych rozważań wpisujących się w obecną rzeczywistość, i pozycja otwierająca głowę, która mam nadzieję przyniesie chęć szukania w nas nawzajem wspólnoty, zamiast wiecznie szukać różnic. Jest to teraz szczególnie istotne wobec niebezpiecznie rozwijającego się faszyzmu, zmian klimatu czy innych kryzysów społecznych. A z walorów poza tematycznych - to się po prostu świetnie czyta. Wiem, że to frazes, ale wydaje mi się, że ta przystępność językowa jest przy podejmowaniu takich treści szczególnie ważna. Bardzo polecam!
June 13, 2026
Het idee van 'stranger' zijn en het belang van elkaar vinden en elkaars thuis zijn wanneer je thuis om wat voor reden dan ook van je wordt weggenomen (en door die 'nation of strangers' jezelf en je 'zelf' weer terugvinden) wordt echt heel mooi uitgewerkt. "When there is no safe place to hide away from the realities of the world, home will be made of humans who hold you when their hands are already full." (🥺)
July 9, 2026
What a brilliant, thought provoking book!
I devoured it.
Thank you E., for the letters and your thoughts. For all the work you have done and continue doing.
A stranger
thank you @canongate for an example
I devoured it.
Thank you E., for the letters and your thoughts. For all the work you have done and continue doing.
A stranger
thank you @canongate for an example
April 27, 2026
Powerful. Necessary. Wise.
July 12, 2026
I was expecting something profound and illuminating, but this is really just 240 pages of someone’s mundane diary entries. The tag line is about “Rebuilding home in the 21st century” but with full transparency I don’t think Temelkuran thinks of herself as having rebuilt her own home. It pains me for her and equally, what am I supposed to learn from this as a reader? I wanted to like this but really didn’t
May 7, 2026
Library book, chosen as it was shortlisted for the women's prize for non fiction 2026.
I feel I have to give this book at least 3 stars because of what it stands for- it's an anti fascist love letter to those forced to leave their home. But I hated the structure of letters to the reader- it didn't work for me at all and I found the writers philosophical tangents bewildering at times.
I feel I have to give this book at least 3 stars because of what it stands for- it's an anti fascist love letter to those forced to leave their home. But I hated the structure of letters to the reader- it didn't work for me at all and I found the writers philosophical tangents bewildering at times.
June 7, 2026
If all the people who are refugees, displaced by war, violence, politics, and poverty, if everyone who is othered by the structures they live in, came together, they would become the global majority. Ece Temelkuran writes directly to these "strangers", addressed to "you", making the act of reading deeply personal and immediate. Part memoir of her exile from Turkey and subsequent unhoming in Germany, part treatise on humanity, and part playbook for moral survival, Nation of Strangers should be required reading.
One particular section that is burned into my brain is when Temelkuran rewrites the questions immigrants are often asked to get citizenship. She thinks better questions should read: “How much anger are you ready to swallow in order to stay?" "Is there anyone here who can tell you who you are when you lose your sense of self?" And: "Is there anyone you can hug?" These questions cut far deeper to the heart of citizenship than any bureaucratic form ever could.
She relates her journey to Odysseus returning to Ithaca after ten years, but unlike him, she discovers that she has many Ithacas. Home exists in moments of refuge and hospitality, in fleeting experiences and connections across the world. But this is not a book that sweeps things under the rug. Yes, you can find solace, or heimat, in these places and faces, but it is only a small consolation.
What I will take away from this book is similar to what I took away from Paul Lynch's Prophet Song: this unhoming is happening everywhere, and none of us are immune to it, even from the comfort of an ivory tower. It is already on our doorstep, and in the blink of an eye, you too can become a stranger. While the powerful and wealthy work out their interstellar Plan Bs, the rest of us are left trying to survive while retaining our humanity. Temelkuran urges us to resist the mechanisms that seek to divide, dehumanise, and isolate us.
One particular section that is burned into my brain is when Temelkuran rewrites the questions immigrants are often asked to get citizenship. She thinks better questions should read: “How much anger are you ready to swallow in order to stay?" "Is there anyone here who can tell you who you are when you lose your sense of self?" And: "Is there anyone you can hug?" These questions cut far deeper to the heart of citizenship than any bureaucratic form ever could.
She relates her journey to Odysseus returning to Ithaca after ten years, but unlike him, she discovers that she has many Ithacas. Home exists in moments of refuge and hospitality, in fleeting experiences and connections across the world. But this is not a book that sweeps things under the rug. Yes, you can find solace, or heimat, in these places and faces, but it is only a small consolation.
What I will take away from this book is similar to what I took away from Paul Lynch's Prophet Song: this unhoming is happening everywhere, and none of us are immune to it, even from the comfort of an ivory tower. It is already on our doorstep, and in the blink of an eye, you too can become a stranger. While the powerful and wealthy work out their interstellar Plan Bs, the rest of us are left trying to survive while retaining our humanity. Temelkuran urges us to resist the mechanisms that seek to divide, dehumanise, and isolate us.
May 20, 2026
“We are all losing home in some way or another. We are all becoming homeless. We are all being unhomed. Unhomed … an almost forgotten English word from the nineteenth century that deserves a resurrection today, when one can be at home yet still feel outside of it – disassociated, unbelonging, like a stranger.”
I picked up this book whilst in Istanbul in my favourite bookshop and was taken in by its novel letter-writing style. Ece writes to the reader as she experiences being “unhomed” - unable to return to her homeland yes, but more importantly her worrying sense of alienation at the rise of the far-right in multiple nations. It focuses in on what it means to share experiences with others and create this nation of strangers, who are all experiencing such loss and finishes with her reflections that:
“Only those who have never left or lost their home can believe that the Odyssey is about the return to Ithaca. Those who have never seen the monsters will wait impatiently for Odysseus to reach home. One needs to be a stranger to read between the lines and see the friends who are hardly mentioned by name. Once the story begins, the enigma of the destination becomes so compelling that it is easy to miss: the Odyssey has never been a story about returning home. It is an epic about the horrors and desires of the road, but more so the friendships and promises – or better put, the many homes found on the road. And the Odyssey confirms Cavafy’s poem: if you fail to recognise these Ithacas, you are destined to remain unhomed even when at home.”
I found this very moving and very reminiscent of Hannah Arendt at times.
I picked up this book whilst in Istanbul in my favourite bookshop and was taken in by its novel letter-writing style. Ece writes to the reader as she experiences being “unhomed” - unable to return to her homeland yes, but more importantly her worrying sense of alienation at the rise of the far-right in multiple nations. It focuses in on what it means to share experiences with others and create this nation of strangers, who are all experiencing such loss and finishes with her reflections that:
“Only those who have never left or lost their home can believe that the Odyssey is about the return to Ithaca. Those who have never seen the monsters will wait impatiently for Odysseus to reach home. One needs to be a stranger to read between the lines and see the friends who are hardly mentioned by name. Once the story begins, the enigma of the destination becomes so compelling that it is easy to miss: the Odyssey has never been a story about returning home. It is an epic about the horrors and desires of the road, but more so the friendships and promises – or better put, the many homes found on the road. And the Odyssey confirms Cavafy’s poem: if you fail to recognise these Ithacas, you are destined to remain unhomed even when at home.”
I found this very moving and very reminiscent of Hannah Arendt at times.
August 10, 2026
Zo'n boek dat zo overweldigend goed is dat je het in iedereens gezicht wil duwen alsof je iemand inpepert met sneeuw, maar dan met de zinnen van Temelkuran die gelezen MOETEN worden.
Dat is dan ook meteen het nadeel, dat je zo'n verspreider wordt van "Het Woord" dat iedereen in je omgeving er gek van wordt, en nu moeten jullie het ook horen: zegt het voort!!!
Een klein stukje om jullie warm te maken:
"Zoals ik dat al sinds 2016 doe, probeer ik de Britten ervan te overtuigen dat al die eeuwenoude zuilen van de democratie, met haar grootse historie, niet zo onaantastbaar zijn als ze lijken, al helemaal niet wanneer ze worden bedreigd door politiek vandalisme. Wanneer het nieuwe fascisme zijn intrede doet in de moraal en de politiek, zeg ik, hebben we geen land meer, geen thuis. Toch snappen veel mensen nog niet dat granieten instituties van het ene op het andere moment kunnen worden verpulverd.
Hoewel het al aan de gang is, lijken ze zich het fascisme voor te stellen als een conceptueel discussiepunt, niet als een gevaar dat ophanden is. Het is alsof ze over een zekere naïviteit 4 beschikken, als een schaap met belangstelling voor zoölogie dat denkt dat het een hongerige hyena van dichtbij kan bestuderen. Ze denken dat er nog steeds een stal is die onderdak biedt wanneer de vernielzucht het politieke podium in zijn greep krijgt."
Dat is dan ook meteen het nadeel, dat je zo'n verspreider wordt van "Het Woord" dat iedereen in je omgeving er gek van wordt, en nu moeten jullie het ook horen: zegt het voort!!!
Een klein stukje om jullie warm te maken:
"Zoals ik dat al sinds 2016 doe, probeer ik de Britten ervan te overtuigen dat al die eeuwenoude zuilen van de democratie, met haar grootse historie, niet zo onaantastbaar zijn als ze lijken, al helemaal niet wanneer ze worden bedreigd door politiek vandalisme. Wanneer het nieuwe fascisme zijn intrede doet in de moraal en de politiek, zeg ik, hebben we geen land meer, geen thuis. Toch snappen veel mensen nog niet dat granieten instituties van het ene op het andere moment kunnen worden verpulverd.
Hoewel het al aan de gang is, lijken ze zich het fascisme voor te stellen als een conceptueel discussiepunt, niet als een gevaar dat ophanden is. Het is alsof ze over een zekere naïviteit 4 beschikken, als een schaap met belangstelling voor zoölogie dat denkt dat het een hongerige hyena van dichtbij kan bestuderen. Ze denken dat er nog steeds een stal is die onderdak biedt wanneer de vernielzucht het politieke podium in zijn greep krijgt."
July 8, 2026
Ece Temelkuran, journalist, political commentator and award-winning writer was fired for writing articles critical of the Turkish government. In 'Nation of Strangers' (long-listed for 2026 Women's Prize for Non-fiction) she explores un-homing by asking four simple questions: who are you, why did you leave, how will you survive here, and when will you go home? With increasing instability from political villainy and climate catastrophe, asking these things only of strangers distracts from the terrifying question: who will we be?
Many are already un-homed. It's not only the displaced, but also the alienated, dropped-out, heretical, misfitted, expatriated, exiled and all those treated as if their only reason for being is to generate profit for big corporations, enabled by the people in power who no longer have our interests at heart. We become a Nation of Strangers when the old realities we depended on no longer apply.
The book addresses the internal problem of neoliberalism (inequality) being at odds with democracy, and the sleep-walk to fascism creeping across some nations. Importantly, an alternative politics of care and trust, even when faced with overwhelming cruelty, is raised for a better future, stating "when there is no safe place to hide away from the realities of the world, home will be made of humans who hold you when their hands are already full". A vital read in this age of tyranny.
Many are already un-homed. It's not only the displaced, but also the alienated, dropped-out, heretical, misfitted, expatriated, exiled and all those treated as if their only reason for being is to generate profit for big corporations, enabled by the people in power who no longer have our interests at heart. We become a Nation of Strangers when the old realities we depended on no longer apply.
The book addresses the internal problem of neoliberalism (inequality) being at odds with democracy, and the sleep-walk to fascism creeping across some nations. Importantly, an alternative politics of care and trust, even when faced with overwhelming cruelty, is raised for a better future, stating "when there is no safe place to hide away from the realities of the world, home will be made of humans who hold you when their hands are already full". A vital read in this age of tyranny.
June 20, 2026
Ece Temelkuran, a Turkish journalist, writes about “the ache of losing home” in her Nation of Strangers. After opposing Erdogan in multiple articles and television appearances, she knew she was no longer safe in her own country. She moved to Croatia and then after six years, decided that she needed a new, safe, home. She is homeless, or unhomed, to use her favorite term.
Temelkuran shares her experience of being not welcome in her home country, by writing a series of letters to us, her readers, or listeners. The letters begin in 2023 and form the base of Nation of Strangers and begin with “Dear Stranger.”
Nation of Strangers is a memoir, of sorts, of how she experiences being unhomed. The letters are often self deprecating and sardonic. She states that we lose our dignity when we are unhomed, homeless, displaced, a stranger, unbelonging, or an immigrant.
Temelkuran warns the strangers of the dangers of fascism and believes that under Donald J Trump, more people will live under fear and become unhomed.
Now that Temelkuran is unhomed she realizes that “home is where joy is” and that “you only have each other in the end.”
Today is she rebuilding a home in Berlin.
I listened to Nation of Strangers which was delightfully narrated by the author, whose first language is not English.
Nation of Strangers was shortlisted for the 2026 Women’s Prize for Non-Fiction.
Temelkuran shares her experience of being not welcome in her home country, by writing a series of letters to us, her readers, or listeners. The letters begin in 2023 and form the base of Nation of Strangers and begin with “Dear Stranger.”
Nation of Strangers is a memoir, of sorts, of how she experiences being unhomed. The letters are often self deprecating and sardonic. She states that we lose our dignity when we are unhomed, homeless, displaced, a stranger, unbelonging, or an immigrant.
Temelkuran warns the strangers of the dangers of fascism and believes that under Donald J Trump, more people will live under fear and become unhomed.
Now that Temelkuran is unhomed she realizes that “home is where joy is” and that “you only have each other in the end.”
Today is she rebuilding a home in Berlin.
I listened to Nation of Strangers which was delightfully narrated by the author, whose first language is not English.
Nation of Strangers was shortlisted for the 2026 Women’s Prize for Non-Fiction.
July 31, 2026
. Lei rifugiata politica giornalista scappata dal regime di Erdogan. Vive a Berlino si interroga sulla condizione di tutti gli immigrati, interviste ed analisi, e previsioni pessimistiche su un mondo in mano ai Trump , dittatori, ed ai miliardari capitalisti, privi di valori umani, etici e morali.
Scrive bene, da leggere per entrare meglio nella situazione mondiale di generale decadenza dei valori umani .
Bello il paragone finale con l ‘Odissea, Ulisse torna a casa ma deve riconquistarla, non trova amici ma nemici.
E anche i; viaggio, dove tutti gli episodi diventano tante “ Itache”, tante case nel corso del viaggio.
Scrive bene, da leggere per entrare meglio nella situazione mondiale di generale decadenza dei valori umani .
Bello il paragone finale con l ‘Odissea, Ulisse torna a casa ma deve riconquistarla, non trova amici ma nemici.
E anche i; viaggio, dove tutti gli episodi diventano tante “ Itache”, tante case nel corso del viaggio.
March 22, 2026
I really enjoyed this one. It sits with you. There’s something in it about never quite feeling at home, a quiet dislocation I recognise from living in the UK. That sense that we’re all just people trying to belong, trying to make somewhere feel like ours.
The provocations land. Especially around how distraction gets weaponised — the rhetoric pulling us apart, missing the deeper truth of what we actually share. Her critique of Keir Starmer is subtle but sharp, particularly the failure to offer any real opposition to Reform. That phrase “island of strangers” is turns it back on itself.
What’s most striking is what sits underneath it all: the refusal to let capitalism off the hook. She keeps pointing to the root, not just the symptoms. And when she asks us to call it what it is, FASCISM, it doesn’t feel exaggerate. One I’ll keep thinking about.
The provocations land. Especially around how distraction gets weaponised — the rhetoric pulling us apart, missing the deeper truth of what we actually share. Her critique of Keir Starmer is subtle but sharp, particularly the failure to offer any real opposition to Reform. That phrase “island of strangers” is turns it back on itself.
What’s most striking is what sits underneath it all: the refusal to let capitalism off the hook. She keeps pointing to the root, not just the symptoms. And when she asks us to call it what it is, FASCISM, it doesn’t feel exaggerate. One I’ll keep thinking about.
May 12, 2026
4,5⭐
gorgeous poetic musings about home and leaving home threaded by real life experiences of a life after having to leave the first place you called home and surviving that bleeding. I highlighted so many turns of phrases - my personal favourite one is that "hugs are body-shaped homes"
gorgeous poetic musings about home and leaving home threaded by real life experiences of a life after having to leave the first place you called home and surviving that bleeding. I highlighted so many turns of phrases - my personal favourite one is that "hugs are body-shaped homes"
July 8, 2026
I was overwhelmed by how much I identified with Temelkuran’s life experiences. An incredibly wise book.
August 10, 2026
My fav book so far this year
May 7, 2026
Lieve Ece dankjewel!! MUST read voor iedereen die zich niet op zijn/haar/hun plek voelt…dan heb je het probleem niet begrepen! Psst… thuis = andere mensen!!
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