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Alexander Christie-Miller
ALEXANDER CHRISTIE-MILLER  is a writer and journalist based in Istanbul. His writing about Turkish politics and culture has been published in Newsweek, the Times, the Atlantic, and other publications. He is a regular contributor to The White Review.


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Ada Kaleh

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Issue No. 17

Alexander Christie-Miller

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Issue No. 17

When King Carol II of Romania set foot on the tiny Danubian island of Ada Kaleh on 4 May 1931, it was said among...

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October 2015

War is Easy, Peace is Hard

Alexander Christie-Miller

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October 2015

At around midday on 19 July, Koray Türkay boarded a bus in Istanbul and set off for the Syrian...

GADAPA (THRESHOLD)   Pedavva cried her last words, ‘Gadapa duram, khaadee deggera’   Gadapa is the site of our experience – always nearing almost touching like a wish It is where you will find our land, which we neither own, nor belong in   Women slapped against walls nailed with frames of ancestors and blessing gods, sit at the gadapa talking with the neighbouring women Hanumavva with more than tobacco-packet in her bosom waits at the gate for more than a bus to the next village Nagaraju traded his body for some touch at the bank where the stillborn are let in the river that Mogulappa cried   The women who raised me accuse me of appropriating and violating their carework of loving I love like it’s the only skill needed to survive in this country   I can’t love like your men Body full of violence, fascist to the teeth, logically invalid by bones A blind bull tricked, shot and sold in the crowded Monday bazaar   Pedavva cried like the waves of the flood that transgressed our thresholds with all its laborious force on 26th July, 2005 She entered life like the waves to collapse a home built to bury her body   Like gutter flood she broke in through the roof, occupied from the cracks, claimed from the toilet drain just to belong   Now squatting across the line, skilfully sifting the city sludge in sieves, we strained no gold Only a wasteful amount of soil, soggy cooked rice and plastic   Just like our dreams of breaking the world and the Mithi River streaming with flamingos     BORN AND RAISED IN BAMBAI 17 for Nishant   At the mouth of the world I ache for nothing but the feeling of being swallowed In the slow, changing colours of the twilight I saw God from the local train passing over the bridge They were tailoring curtains No third eye or big hands Just crow wings & burnt skin spread across the sky I prayed to them for their seeping light in my veins and my pericardium They sang to the drumbeats Come find me at jaatara where pioneers meet their death where you last confided in Begum’s eyes where all your brothers descend where the hearts turn as soft as entrails under the knife Through

Contributor

August 2014

Alexander Christie-Miller

Contributor

August 2014

ALEXANDER CHRISTIE-MILLER  is a writer and journalist based in Istanbul. His writing about Turkish politics and culture has been...

Forgotten Sea

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Issue No. 11

Alexander Christie-Miller

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Issue No. 11

I. As I stood on the flanks of the Kaçkar Mountains where they slope into the Black Sea near the town of Arhavi, the...
Occupy Gezi: From the Fringes to the Centre, and Back Again

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July 2013

Alexander Christie-Miller

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July 2013

Taksim Square appears at first a wide, featureless and unlovely place. It is a ganglion of roads and bus routes, a destination and a...

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November 2012

Religion and the Movies

Aidan Cottrell Boyce

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November 2012

When the Roman Empire ruled the world, you could make it work for you. The women, the hospitality. You...

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July 2011

Editorial: a thousand witnesses are better than conscience

The Editors

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July 2011

The closure of any newspaper is a cause for sadness in any country that prides itself, as Britain does,...

Interview

November 2014

Interview with Juan Goytisolo

J. S. Tennant

Interview

November 2014

Juan Goytisolo is one of Spain’s leading writers, but one with a fraught relationship with his home country, to put it...

 

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