A poem recently published on the ICC website, about the feelings of a returned soldier:
A soldiers tale
All the endless anticipation could not prepare you
All the training casually comes and goes
If you have been pulled and stretched in every way
Have been sent to the edge of the crevice
and been tempted to look down,
All the while feeling yourself on the crest of
grim madness and bloodthirsty insanity
If you've had to kill or be killed and so killed
in anger and hate and blind panic,
When friend and foe alike blur
with barely time to register or regret,
To try and duck something that could kill you
before you'd thought to duck
If you've had to carry someone in your hands
as their life dribbled away with every jerk and heave
Heard the last exhalations of two hundred
cursing and shouting the name of their most beloved
Maria or Mark or God
Have fought the protestations of your innards
ejecting themselves at the visceral scenes
(now safely locked away)
After all of this, and all of that -
what does a return to normality mean?
What on earth are you talking about? In the early twenties (1922 to 1925 to be prescise) his poetry was pretty anti-Kemalist, he actually calls Kemal a dog in one of his poems from that period. He became a communist when he went to Russia to study, he was obviously a nationalist before he went there. He joined the Communist Party of Turkey in Russia and when he returned to Turkey, he joined the right wing of the party.
As for the poems, they were both written well after the forties, when Kemal was dead.
It is true that Nazim Hikmet himself was a rather fickle Stalinist for the most of his life, but his poetry is generally considered within the boundaries of futurism and the "Turkish avant-garde" rather than "socialist realism", and in any case what is actually Stalinist while looking at arts is to base the evaluation made on the politics of the artist.
Perhaps you should be if you have spent such a large amount of time drafting a hysterical response to someone who posted two poems on the internet.
Who is trying to draw attention to themselves, or who is boring for that matter, is pretty obvious. Seriously, get a life...