{"id":1432,"date":"2019-09-25T18:19:54","date_gmt":"2019-09-25T18:19:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.letrat.eu\/?p=1432"},"modified":"2024-04-28T19:08:09","modified_gmt":"2024-04-28T18:08:09","slug":"sibila-petlevski-mish-qe-nuk-prishet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/?p=1432","title":{"rendered":"Sibila Petlevski – Mish q\u00eb nuk prishet"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>MISH Q\u00cb NUK PRISHET
\nSibila Petlevski [1964, Kroaci]<\/p>\n

Si pavijon i braktisur ku dembeloset nj\u00eb familje
\nluan\u00ebsh, kolan\u00eb q\u00eb asgj\u00eb s’mban dhe katror me t\u00eb cilin hapet
\nguri n\u00eb dritare, si nj\u00eb cop\u00eb mishi nga i cili gjaku \u00ebsht\u00eb lar\u00eb
\nme jarg\u00ebt. Kemi \u00ebnd\u00ebrruar dhe ishte sikur t’mos ishte
\n\u00ebnd\u00ebrr, sikur v\u00ebrtet bishat e ikura dhe macet
\nsht\u00ebpiake t’ishin s\u00eb bashku ikanak\u00eb. E b\u00ebr\u00eb,
\ndhe tashm\u00eb asgj\u00eb s’mund t\u00eb b\u00ebhet q\u00eb t\u00eb zhb\u00ebhet.
\nE kryer, ndon\u00ebse akoma zgjat\u00eb si ushqimi n\u00eb stomak.<\/p>\n

E re, plot\u00ebsisht e re dhe e pakrahasueshme, sikur
\nlindur pa am\u00ebsi n\u00eb ujin q\u00eb lul\u00ebzon, n\u00eb ajrin i cili
\nshp\u00ebrthen n\u00eb copa t\u00eb ngjashme me fluturat aq
\nfuqish\u00ebm, saq\u00eb ajo q\u00eb u krijua pastaj kurr\u00eb
\ns’ia doli t\u00eb harroj\u00eb q\u00eb s\u00ebpaku nj\u00eb her\u00eb e pati ditur
\nfare sigurt\u00eb: kurrnj\u00ebher\u00eb s’do jet\u00eb e mundur t\u00eb zhduket
\nvetiu, por me ndihm\u00ebn ton\u00eb, dhe meq\u00eb jemi k\u00ebtu,
\nd\u00ebshirojm\u00eb ta ndiejm\u00eb n\u00eb gjuh\u00eb mishin q\u00eb nuk prishet.<\/p>\n

– – –
\n\u00a9 2004, Sibila Petlevski – “Parullat e harres\u00ebs” (dor\u00ebshkrim) – via Poetry International (Rotterdam)<\/em>
\n\u00a9 Nga kroatishtja: S. Guraziu – Ars Poetica, 2008<\/em><\/p>\n

Not\u00eb<\/strong> :
\n\u2026n\u00eb poezit\u00eb “Java e shenjt\u00eb”, “Qeni di m\u00eb mir\u00eb”, “Parullat e Harres\u00ebs”, “Mish q\u00eb nuk prishet” (etj.) t\u00eb poetes kroate Sibila Petlevski, ironia “poetike” \u00ebsht\u00eb e thell\u00eb dhe ka t’b\u00ebj\u00eb me katrahur\u00ebn e ish-Jugosllavis\u00eb, me dridhjen e themeleve t\u00eb ish-federat\u00ebs dhe me shp\u00ebrthimin e luftrave (fillimisht n\u00eb Slloveni, n\u00eb Kroaci, Bosnje e Hercegovin\u00eb\u2026), autorja sikur e p\u00ebrqesh natyr\u00ebn konfliktuoze t\u00eb njeriut dhe t\u00eb politikave t\u00eb veta, sikur tallet se dhe “qeni do dinte ta kufizonte bot\u00ebn e vet”, zon\u00ebn politike t\u00eb influenc\u00ebs, perandorin\u00eb e vet t\u00eb interesave, p\u00ebr rikufizim t\u00eb ca entiteteve tjera politike s’ishte e nevojshme gjith\u00eb ajo gjakderdhje, gjith\u00eb ajo tragjedi kolektive e popujve, ekzistonte nj\u00eb ngrehin\u00eb politike dhe shpresa ishte di\u00e7 si “lulet mbjellur n\u00eb asfalt”, p\u00ebr ndarje e ca kufinj t\u00eb tjer\u00eb vall\u00eb pse duheshin gjith\u00eb ato luftra e gjakderdhje, pse gjith\u00eb ajo “…p\u00ebshtjellim\u00eb n\u00eb rrjetin e gjakut, si zem\u00ebr p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht e uritur q\u00eb nga gjoksi ul\u00ebrin”, autorja thuase ironizon me vet\u00eb dhimbjen, me cop\u00ebzimin e p\u00ebrgjaksh\u00ebm t\u00eb federates, me nacionalizmat e me ambicjet politike megalomane, me kufijt\u00eb e me ngat\u00ebrresat, me kompleksitetin e “p\u00ebrzierjes” politike, me enklavat politike e demografike t\u00eb popullsis\u00eb kroate, serbe, boshnjake etj\u2026
\n(sguraziu)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

MISH Q\u00cb NUK PRISHET Sibila Petlevski [1964, Kroaci] Si pavijon i braktisur ku dembeloset nj\u00eb familje luan\u00ebsh, kolan\u00eb q\u00eb asgj\u00eb s’mban dhe katror me t\u00eb cilin hapet guri n\u00eb dritare, si nj\u00eb cop\u00eb mishi nga i cili gjaku \u00ebsht\u00eb lar\u00eb… Lexo →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1432","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-perkthime"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1432","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1432"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1432\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1432"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1432"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1432"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}