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170 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1964


The servant girl led the way and Ahmet followed. They entered the courtyard. It was big, dark, and cool. But why does the girl walk on tiptoes? Is someone sick in the house? Then, before I know it, I'm walking like her, damn it, as if afraid of waking someone. Ahmet started clacking his metal heeltaps. Just to make a point.The opening paragraph of this novel-memoir by distinguished Turkish poet Nâzim Hikmet, written from exile in Russia in 1962, already illustrates several key aspects of the book. First, it is full of images that are simple but very clear. Second, it switches rapidly between a third-person description of a young man called Ahmet, and the first-person observer, the author but also Ahmet, looking back at a remove. And third, it moves between the present tense and the past; the one thing that this excerpt does not show is how it occasionally shifts into the future also.