Ýowşan Annagurban

I know that man

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I know that man,
who looks at alcohol bottles in a vitrine,
I see him through his back,
as if I was standing in front of him,
I can read the emptiness in his eyes,
the thirst, as if he had been lost for years in the Garagum desert...

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The same allegories

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If the state jails you,
for saying a word,
which nobody dared yet,
everybody knows it tortures you,
in its cold prison cell,
where there is no heating at all...

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It's not funny

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It's not a laughing matter, not at all. It might seem so funny, but not, for its prison cells are as hot as hell...

If it doesn't belong to you or your loved ones,
if you look at it from a faraway country,
which is much more developed in comparison,
when an aging narcissist runs an oil-rich land,
who has lost his mind to billions of ill-gotten dollars,
then his hand-picked successor decides to play God...

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The government,
hijacked by rotten men,
won’t allow you to say hello, mother,
how're you today, dearest of mine,
the government won’t allow you to say
how're you, sister, dearest of mine...

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My Bergen blues

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When I ended up in rainy Bergen
it split me into three
one is the past life of me
one is the present life of me
one is the endless worry
as if an old and replanted tree

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Prague

It's Prague, where I live now,
the second city I enjoy after Ashgabat,
which I miss almost every other day,
but here, in the mother of cities,
the historical capital of Bohemia,
I enjoy its relatively warm summers...

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Batyr Khaitov, 50, is just one of the many citizens who have left Turkmenistan in the last 30 years. He emigrated to Israel in 1997 and since then lives in Tel Aviv...

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Torment of the conscious

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Every day when I get up in the morning, oh God,
As I take soap in my hands,
The KGB comes to my mind,
For stealing my soap in plenty
And the promise I made one day
if I am freed

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July 28, 2011. During March’s Norouz celebrations in Tehran, when Turkmen President Gurbanguly Berdymukhammedov’s received a two-seater airplane from his Iranian counterpart, Mahmud Ahmadinejad, Jumageldi Mulkiyev made some odd scenes...

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RFE/RL correspondant Yovshan Annagurban arrived at Ashgabat International Airport early one October morning in 1997 planning to fly to Prague to participate in a journalism training seminar at RFE/RL’s headquarters...

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