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GRUSHTI\nNaomi Shihab Nye [ 1952, ShBA ]<\/p>\n
GRUSHTI
\nNaomi Shihab Nye [ 1952, ShBA ]<\/p>\n
“Harrojm\u00eb se t\u00eb gjith\u00eb jemi burra t\u00eb vdekur, tek bisedojm\u00eb me njer\u00ebz t\u00eb vdekur<\/em>.” – Jorge Luis Borges<\/p>\n P\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb, rrug\u00ebs n\u00eb veri t\u00eb Tampico*, “Si e di njeriu n\u00ebse do t’vdes\u00eb?” Vite m\u00eb von\u00eb, buz\u00ebqesh kur mendoj * Tampico<\/strong> – qytet meksikan, port i r\u00ebnd\u00ebsish\u00ebm n\u00eb Gjirin e Meksikos, qytet i themeluar q\u00eb n\u00eb v. 1554 (ndodhet n\u00eb shtetin-provinc\u00ebn Tamaulipas – n\u00eb Veri-Lindje Tamaulipas kufizohet me shtetin e ShBA, Texas, nd\u00ebrsa n\u00eb Lindje del n\u00eb Gjirin e Meksikos)<\/span>…<\/p>\n – – – GRUSHTI Naomi Shihab Nye [ 1952, ShBA ] “Harrojm\u00eb se t\u00eb gjith\u00eb jemi burra t\u00eb vdekur, tek bisedojm\u00eb me njer\u00ebz t\u00eb vdekur.” – Jorge Luis Borges P\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb, rrug\u00ebs n\u00eb veri t\u00eb Tampico*, ndjeva si jeta po rr\u00ebshqiste… Lexo
\nndjeva si jeta po rr\u00ebshqiste nga un\u00eb,
\nnj\u00eb daulle n\u00eb shkret\u00ebtir\u00eb, prore m\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebgjohej.
\nIsha shtat\u00eb vje\u00e7, shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb ul\u00ebsen e makin\u00ebs
\ni shihja palmat si shtjell\u00eb e \u00e7uditshme n\u00eb xham.
\nStomaku im si pjep\u00ebr i hapur brenda l\u00ebkur\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
\ni qesh lutur n\u00ebn\u00ebs.
\nKishim udh\u00ebtuar p\u00ebr dit\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00ebra.
\nMe nj\u00eb siguri t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme ajo u p\u00ebrgjigj:
\n“Kur s’mund ta b\u00ebj\u00eb m\u00eb dor\u00ebn grusht”.<\/p>\n
\np\u00ebr at\u00eb udh\u00ebtim,
\nkufijt\u00eb q\u00eb duhet t’i kalojm\u00eb ndaras,
\nstampuar me problemet pa p\u00ebrgjigje.
\nUn\u00eb, q\u00eb s’kam vdekur, q\u00eb akoma jetoj,
\nende shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb ul\u00ebsen e pasme
\nprapa gjith\u00eb pyetjeve t\u00eb mia,
\nduke b\u00ebr grusht dhe duke hapur
\nnj\u00eb dor\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00ebl.<\/p>\n
\n\u00a9 N. Sh. Nye 1988 – Burimi: Grape Leaves… (University of Utah Press, 1988), via Poetry Foundation, USA<\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a9 p\u00ebr p\u00ebrkthimin: S. Guraziu – Ars Poetica, 2020<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"