Deep Asleep

“Since his childhood, Can Bilal has not seen winter as a season but rather as a living legacy, a reflection of a lost civilization; like a lost civilization reminding itself to the world from time to time; perhaps the silent legacy that those civilized people left us when they left, the message that there is another possibility of existence for those who understand!”

In Tolga Suyolcuoğlu’s Derin Uyku trilogy, we are faced with a detective story style and language that we are not accustomed to. This is a language that creates itself independently of traditions, a language that is adjacent to the wild grasses of poetry. While the memory of the war that divided the lives of Can Bilal and the people around him in half mixes with the ongoing war of daily life, a second path awaiting the reader as a source of pleasure - the path of language offers an escape to absent-mindedness and slowness. However, it is not possible to take refuge in thought and language in that strange numbness of a day when the snow is falling and the pain cannot cover it, because the war is not over and always starts anew. It is possible to read an exciting story along with the traces of Suyolcuoğlu's fingers familiar with the strings of poetry and philosophy; love and tenderness are here, in the open, not safe but they are there.