{"id":5594,"date":"2020-03-19T15:04:08","date_gmt":"2020-03-19T14:04:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/?p=5594"},"modified":"2025-10-20T01:56:14","modified_gmt":"2025-10-20T00:56:14","slug":"morgan-page-rruga-me-e-gjate-2008","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/letrat.eu\/?p=5594","title":{"rendered":"Morgan Page – “Rruga m\u00eb e Gjat\u00eb”, 2008"},"content":{"rendered":"

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RRUGA M\u00cb E GJAT\u00cb<\/p>\n

Muzika: Morgan Page, “The Longest Road”, 2008<\/em>
\nK\u00ebndon: Elisabeth C. Maurus (Lissie: pseudonim artistik)<\/em>
\nTeksti: Elisabeth Maurus, Morgan Page<\/em><\/p>\n

Xunxa gjogut, dhe ikim
\nshkojm\u00eb aq larg sipas qejfit
\nXunxa dhe minier\u00eb ari
\nVend tjet\u00ebr, koh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr
\nGjith\u00eb yjet prushi m\u00eb i ndritsh\u00ebm
\nQerret parkuar, yjet aq shk\u00eblqyes
\np\u00ebr ta fshehur err\u00ebsir\u00ebn
\nN\u00eb oborr mbret\u00ebron qet\u00ebsia
\nXunxa dhe pluhur i florinjt\u00eb,
\nkarrocat rehatuar
\nKe humbur k\u00ebrkim-dometh\u00ebnien
\ne bredhjes
\nN\u00ebse aq shpesh i “goditur”
\nnga dashuria
\nN\u00ebse gjith\u00eb ato pasuri i preferon
\np\u00ebr mua, m\u00eb tep\u00ebr sesa dashurin\u00eb time
\nAt\u00ebher\u00eb je nisur rrug\u00ebs m\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb
\np\u00ebr n\u00eb askund
\nDo i sheshosh pla\u00e7kat tua
\ndhe do ngelesh atje
\nXunxa dhe minier\u00eb ari,
\npluhur kuajsh shtres\u00ebzuar koh\u00ebs
\n\u00cbsht\u00eb jeta ime, koha ime,
\ndo arrijm\u00eb askund
\nMinier\u00eb ari, vend tjet\u00ebr, koh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr
\nM\u00eb mbaj, m\u00eb duaj
\nDo gjendet shpresa jon\u00eb, m\u00eb ndiq pas
\nT\u00eb tjer\u00eb presin p\u00ebr t\u00eb, ti n\u00eb pritje
\npo ashtu
\nDuke u tundur n\u00eb t\u00eb, duke shuar
\nmallin n\u00eb t\u00eb
\nN\u00ebse kup\u00ebn time e mbush
\nme gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb sipas teje duhet
\nP\u00ebr t’patur nga ku t\u00eb flas\u00ebsh
\n…
\nAt\u00ebher\u00eb je nisur rrug\u00ebs m\u00eb t\u00eb gjat\u00eb
\np\u00ebr n\u00eb askund
\nDo i sheshosh pla\u00e7kat tua
\ndhe do ngelesh atje<\/p>\n

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\u00a9 2008, Elisabeth Maurus, Morgan Page [ n\u00eb shqip: sguraziu, m 2020 ]<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

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Floriri i zemrave mbase \u00ebsht\u00eb “valuta” e dashuris\u00eb – “Rruga m\u00eb e Gjat\u00eb”, 2008<\/h5>\n

[sg – ap, mars 2020 – multimedia t\u00eb ndryshme, pak fjal\u00eb<\/em> ]<\/p>\n

…lirikat e disa muzikave shpesh na duken sip\u00ebrfaq\u00ebsore, na duken fraza e klishe t\u00eb “r\u00ebndomta” (sepse, ashtu fluturimthi, sikur na p\u00ebrvidhen “prapa” muzik\u00ebs, sikur na ikin diku p\u00ebrtej “vesh\u00ebve”) mir\u00ebpo n\u00ebse pak\u00ebz ta vrisnim mendjen \u00e7’thon\u00eb, ndodh\u00eb na mahnitin sa thell\u00eb i “g\u00ebrmojn\u00eb” poetikat – n\u00eb rastin e “Rruga m\u00eb e Gjat\u00eb” (bashkautor\u00ebsi e E. Maurus dhe M. Page) ta konceptosh dashurin\u00eb me qasjen e “etheve t\u00eb floririt”… mbase dhe s’\u00ebsht\u00eb aq e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb, e gjitha \u00e7far\u00eb duhet \u00ebsht\u00eb ta “shalosh gjogun” : ) duke pretenduar ta gjesh minier\u00ebn t\u00ebnde, mir\u00ebpo sipas autor\u00ebve fjala do jet\u00eb p\u00ebr rrug\u00ebn e gjat\u00eb drejt askund\u00ebsis\u00eb, qasja e till\u00eb do jet\u00eb k\u00ebrkim-bredhje e destinuar p\u00ebr d\u00ebshtim, sipas tyre dashuria \u00ebsht\u00eb e thjesht\u00eb (ndoshta si nj\u00eb “ameb\u00eb”), aq e thjesht\u00eb por nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht dhe aq komplekse, s’mund ta arrish me floririn e t\u00eb gjitha minierave t\u00eb bot\u00ebs, pasuria materiale dhe synimi p\u00ebr ta arritur lumturin\u00eb duke k\u00ebrkuar “minierat…” \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm pretekst (mend\u00ebsi a la “cowboys”, mend\u00ebsi “ethesh t\u00eb florinjta”, p\u00ebr ta arsyetuar gjoja vet\u00eb k\u00ebrkimin), pasi floriri i zemrave (nj\u00ebmend\u00ebsia e ndjesis\u00eb) \u00ebsht\u00eb “valuta” e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb e dashuris\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb ai thelbi me t\u00eb cilin lumturia jon\u00eb do ishte falas, s’do na kushtonte gj\u00eb – natyrisht s’ka si mohohet v\u00ebrtet\u00ebsia e k\u00ebsaj, psh. edhe Jennifer Lopez t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn na e thot\u00eb, edhe ajo thoshte “love doesn’t cost a thing” (dashuria s’kushton gj\u00eb), madje Lopez \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00eb d\u00ebshmia e d\u00ebshmis\u00eb, aq modeste, e mban titullin “mbret\u00ebresha e prapan*** dhe as mburrje as krenari, nga ana tjet\u00ebr ka grumbulluar sa t\u00eb duash miliona t\u00eb suksesit, sa t\u00eb duash pasuri… dhe \u00e7far\u00eb, mos vall\u00eb duhet tani t\u00eb themi se qenka pasuruar duke i mbledhur “taksat” e dashuris\u00eb, do shkisnim n\u00eb nj\u00eb pellg m\u00ebkatesh sa vet\u00eb “deti i zi”, do hynim n\u00eb hak, s’duhet ngat\u00ebrruar gj\u00ebrat, tjet\u00ebr jan\u00eb taksat e bukuris\u00eb dhe t\u00eb efekteve; shitja e parfumeve, e koncerteve, e vithe-efekteve, e lloj-lloj fenomeneve prapa-nistike e t\u00eb ngjashme… jo pra, disa gj\u00ebra t\u00eb biz-estetikave s’duhet ngat\u00ebrruar, dashuria ishte dhe ngelet falas, pik\u00eb : )<\/p>\n