{"id":282033,"date":"2026-01-27T06:57:12","date_gmt":"2026-01-27T06:57:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/?p=282033"},"modified":"2026-01-27T06:59:00","modified_gmt":"2026-01-27T06:59:00","slug":"zahrad-the-poet-of-silence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/zahrad-the-poet-of-silence\/","title":{"rendered":"Poet of Silence Zahrad"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Zareh Yaldizdjian (Zahrad) is one of the most refined poets of Armenian and Turkish literature.<br \/>\nBorn in Istanbul in 1924, he carried the language, streets and silence of this city to poetry throughout his life.<\/p>\n<p>What made him great was that he did not speak loudly.<\/p>\n<p>He was able to say a lot with few words, to extract universal sadness from the small details of everyday life, and to capture people directly from the heart without getting involved in political slogans.<\/p>\n<p>Zahrad's poetry does not shout; it sounds like the creak of a chair, a window opening, an unfinished sentence.<\/p>\n<p>That is precisely why it is permanent.<\/p>\n<p>He wrote in Armenian, but he wrote the soul of Istanbul.<br \/>\nThat is why the Turkish reader also finds himself in him.<\/p>\n<p>He did not make big promises, he did not speak from a big place;<br \/>\nlooked at life through a window.<br \/>\nHe talked about Istanbul, but without naming it,<br \/>\nhe wrote about loneliness, but without shouting.<br \/>\nHis poetry was the most crowded form of silence.<\/p>\n<p>With a nod to Zahrad's style:<\/p>\n<p>It's evening<br \/>\nthe table is still set for three<br \/>\nbut a chair<br \/>\nmakes noise<br \/>\nwith his absence<\/p>\n<p>tea has cooled<br \/>\nno one noticed<br \/>\nmost of all<br \/>\ntea doesn't care<\/p>\n<p><strong>Note<\/strong> These lines are for those who believe that subtlety, not loudness, lasts...<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Zahrad's poetry does not shout; it sounds like the creak of a chair, a window opening, an unfinished sentence.<\/p>","protected":false},"author":44,"featured_media":282034,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[286],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-282033","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-yazarlar"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/282033","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/44"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=282033"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/282033\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":282035,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/282033\/revisions\/282035"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/282034"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=282033"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=282033"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/halkweb.com.tr\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=282033"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}