Today is a hard Monday. After the devastating news of the Ankara bombing yesterday, my heart is heavy, my spirit saddened. I ache for my family there, who are thankfully physically ok yet emotionally shaken and upset. I’m angry the country I finally accepted as home is seemingly falling apart. I’m incensed by the growing senseless violence.
Turkish poet Gülten Akın wrote about the traumas of modern Turkish history, and I think those words hold true for today. From her poem “Elegy for the Right Arm of Musa Akbaba from Lower Cinbolat:”
How shall I say it, who’s the cause, who’s to blame
Never in my life has my fury been
So edgy, as sharp as the blade of a knife
One thing I know, my hand committed the crime
No power is left to me but my own life
What I let fall was mine, my own arm
Today, I mourn with my family, I mourn with those affected by the bombings, and I mourn for my country.
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