{"id":148,"date":"2016-03-25T20:26:31","date_gmt":"2016-03-25T20:26:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/?p=148"},"modified":"2017-03-21T10:56:23","modified_gmt":"2017-03-21T10:56:23","slug":"a-blossoming-sensation-for-nowruz","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/a-blossoming-sensation-for-nowruz\/","title":{"rendered":"A blossoming sensation for Nowruz"},"content":{"rendered":"

Aziz Isa Elkun\"\"<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

The bird\u2019s song starts at dawn<\/span>
\n They sing in the blossom garden<\/span>
\n I am an explorer, alone with my loneliness <\/span>
\n Oh my homeland ,my soul hurts missing you<\/span><\/p>\n

A sensation is growing in me on the first day of Nowruz<\/span>
\n I wonder if what I used to call Spring is coming?<\/span>
\n The nightingale has come today to be my soulmate<\/span>
\n Is my love growing like ears of wheat?<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Spring is coming on every wall of the street<\/span>
\n I am a vagabond, begging for my heart\u2019s desire <\/span>
\n On days like this I used to play horses on willow sticks<\/span>
\n Can I wish myself back to those times?<\/span><\/p>\n

Nowruz passed far from the Tarim is close to exile<\/span>
\n It never brings the Uyghur scent of spring<\/span>
\n Though this place is also full of flowers<\/span>
\n It is far from the scenery of my road of desire<\/span><\/p>\n

No matter how many times you return on my life\u2019s journey<\/span>
\n I wish you would be the Nowruz of my dreams<\/span>
\n Let\u2019s light a bonfire during the cold season<\/span>
\n Let\u2019s light up the sky like a star.<\/span><\/p>\n

21 March 2016, London.<\/span><\/p>\n

_____________________________________________________________<\/p>\n

Read the original version of this poem in Uyghur language:<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

http:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/noruz_chechek_tuyghu<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Aziz Isa Elkun The bird\u2019s song starts at dawn They sing in the blossom garden I am an explorer, alone with my loneliness Oh my homeland ,my soul hurts missing you A sensation is growing in me on the first day of Nowruz I wonder if what I used to call Spring is coming? The<\/p>\n

Read more…<\/a> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,70,30],"tags":[43,44],"class_list":["post-148","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-aziz-isa-elkun-poems","category-elkun-poems-in-english","category-poem-translation","tag-a-blossoming-sensation-for-nowruz","tag-aziz-isa-elkun-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=148"}],"version-history":[{"count":19,"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":422,"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/148\/revisions\/422"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=148"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=148"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.azizisa.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=148"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}