Kolec Traboini Poems
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KOLEC P. TRABOINI Albanian -American poet and writer, a journalist by profession, graduated from the University of Tirana, Albania in 1975. 1975-1991 scriptwriter for Kinostudio Albafilm Tirane, Albania. Traboini work included writing of scripts for documentary films. Recived 1-st National Prize for the film "Asdreni", 1976, first for the film "Keshtjella e Kengeve" (The Castle of Songs), also won the best Film of the Year 1990 for the film "Deshmi nga Barleti" (Witness from Barleti) - a war history of 1468-1478, in her hometown Shkoder, North Albania. He is the founder of the Albanian newspaper “Egnatia� in Athens, 1993, author of 26 books of poems, prose, and essays. In August 1995, he immigrated to the USA and settled in the city of Boston. Traboini - has won a national award for book of short stories "Bitter Almond Petals" in Albania, 1974 and "Golden Pen" Kadmous 2007 by Writers Club "Drita" Athens, Greece.
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DON’T LET LOVE DIE!
There is no one to witness my lone less Now I can sit alone thinking of you Everyone sleeps The arch of my hand caresses you image The space you take of the darkness is small I feel your slow breathing Just this, only this This is how little love life has allowed us Somewhere in the distance a scrapped chest sings a song A song about something that is long gone And can never return A song of something precious... And then silence comes to steal away words In the eyes your image has shriveled Teeth pull back hatred
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Midnight December slipped down the steps With Her hair down and scrapped face As in a pagan death I am a lonely witness of your death With a lit cigarette That can barely warm the last second that won't go
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And the pain of the heart grows They want to take away the beats Of your heart and you cannot endure this pain Shoulders feel heavy with burden Eyelids tremble like leafs floating in the water This weight can break trees The way that a bone Broke today from your chest Releasing a blue bird with broken wings from sufferings
In the sidewalk of madness where winds harden the faces of people That feels no love Because they have locked up love in a prison inside their chest I cannot find a path where people can love without fear While I seek to release the pains of my wounds
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Flew in the horizon drunk with feelings of freedom He knows to where I am But he falls on the ground breathless
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I have a burning rose in my lips Beats ripping through my heart And I have nothing to offer Except a bouquet of stars this night The moon hangs over your head And a kiss for tomorrow As sun comes up Under the burning cry of Neruda Don't die love, don't die Tomorrow you won't hear more than a sad song Albania, Tirane, 14 December, 1988 From the book “ Don't let Love die!� 2002.
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The night is indifferent It wipes away every memory Of yesterday By establishing the rule of silence By putting out lanterns of our souls And adding the constraints of my heart The night drags around the streets of the city I push it away pointless She drags with madness Careless If I anxiously await tomorrow
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NATALIE’S HANDS
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.......................................... A red bird named Cardinal sings for Love with yellow hair, that appear in window in New England where Natali’s hands are burned.
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Your gates’ arch I’ll paint This morning by you Passed, street’s corner, The evergreen, steeling your gaze Between the clouds the lightning Burning I’ll capture the falling rain drops You caressing The birds trembling in the cold outside that warm nest found in your eyes I’ll outline the taxi’s image For you awaiting in Bel Avenue The red light will remain the same I want you to stay, from here To never go away I’ll throw in the tulips, Heads down from embarrassment A piano’s distant sounds Your lips melting ice While whistling “Für Elise” I’ll capture every etude your way found Hopeful to see you again. Boston USA 2005
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WATERCOLORS
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WINTER IN BOSTON Mythical sun hidden behind clouds houses and trees slipping away, Raven legend of Allan Poe sadly sings in a verse. The pale moon goddess with frozen neck hangs beyond, season follows season like foot-dragging like forgotten clouds in heaven.
Boston has no seasons - winter only little summer that stealthily sails, coasts with lots of ocean waves that never melts ice in its bay. Swallows are afraid to come here because the word spring is never used, in dreams appears the warm Mediterranean
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Nervous trains with frozen people hungry bite gray backgrounds, cars on Longfellow Bridge like Anaconda through the rain.
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with soaring pigeons in the air. Beyond the window, dream of little sunshine little blue heaven to flow in my window, frozen wires of voltage to transform like fields and lines in pentagram. Winds to blow from the Ecuador the key musical Sol of Boston to melt, crazily birds to perform Vivaldi's music in four seasons.
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Boston 26 March 2002 from the book "Don't Let Love Die!" 2002.
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HEART Heart, you know to choose the hearts, Entire your life - after their - running But, your heart is impossible to choose Remain only to donate it.
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BLUE BIRD
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I give her a glass of milk She gave me a red balloon From which came out a blue bird.
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Your journey would be your fate A path that democracy created for you, during your adolescence You stepped out and charged towards the unknown world With great desires and big dreams for a greater life To escape poverty and misery Freedom meant escape from little means To be anywhere but not here, in the homeland Anywhere in Europe, America or faraway Australia A Bitter bite in the homeland The salted tear, a poison under the sun Where no one can bend your dreams But violence is the law of the land Therefore must gone! But wherever you go, you carry on your shoulders The heavy burden of the homeland
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CHILDREN AT THE GATE 1991
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Sitting in the fog of impossibilities Your fate would be your journey Your path, away from the land, where you took your first steps Homeland is the place where love is conceived Where on the grave, a stone sits Above the heads of the great grandfathers That is where the unforgettable homeland is Though homeland remained in poverty and misery Return is imminent and indefinite
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Albania 2012
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SNOW BIRDS
Albania, Dictature Time 1985
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In a picture sits frozen and do not fly somewhat scare and stunned from whiteness, what path where you to take in globe? in this rough winter could not find a spot for nest a photographer offered in area shed that scared you more than comfort. and you wandered in white life less spaces now for you love or mercy cannot be useful. there in e frame pictures sits frozen and do not fly.
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NAKED ON THE ASPHALT My skin has too many wrinkles for a drum My arms are too old for work My brain running under the old system Is a broken gage Find me something to sell. Please God! So I can live I’m too tired of this crazy market Where anything can be sold, bought and sold again From minister’s zipper to a woman’s flesh lumps Why do I philosophize demented lines? If doves did not shit on my head They will be angles And the heads of heroes would not tremble From the wrath of the turbulent sky Find me something to sell. Please God! So I can live Come on, buy my madness Take everything that I have in my hands and in my head
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Immigrant’s Balade
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I’ll sell a statesman for the price of a lighter So I can set fire to the garbage on the street Then pi on the fire without mercy Without fear From the law that protects statesmen In my wracked homeland Run by the madness of the brainless politicians I must sell something in this crazy market Bring me something, please, bring me something
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Take, if you like, my clothes too Undress me Bare, as I was born from my mother But pay for it Please, please, buy something Michelangelo’s David is a masterpiece I’ll sell my body too, anyone? I know… A bare-assed Moses is shameful I must sell something in this crazy market Must sell something so I can live In this world Where nothing remains unsold If it were for me
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Something cheap, very cheap‌ As cheap as freedom itself Not a minister or deputy, something else And hurry up because the sun is setting And the moon will find me naked on the asphalt Like an exhausted horse Neighing at the sky Find me something to sell. Please God! So I can live.
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Athens Grece 1993
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TO LIVE AS AN IMMIGRANT IN ATHENS To live as an immigrant in Athens means: To load up in the truck of Mr. Evstasiadis Cement, wires, and iron And with them to build To build the freshly purchased lands of young Athenian owners in Marathon
When you are Albanian you feel twice fear and the absence of people’s presence triple Because every night the TV stations of Mega And Antenna report...” Albanians steal…” The most famous thief in history was Paris Who stole the beautiful Helen From her husband Menelaus After this a sneaky Greek offered a gift To the Trojans, a wooden horse And then took their freedom.
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To live as an immigrant in Athens means: To be afraid of Greek police because You are a foreigner, you are an immigrant And you are illegal.
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To leave as an immigrant in Athens means: To keep in you pocket the diploma From the University of Tirana And during hard labor daydreaming Under the Mediterranean sun Of tomorrow… To live as an immigrant in Athens…
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Greece, Athens, November 1991
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GUARDIAN ANGELS Why did you not come this Sunday, daughter??? I am half-deaf and now in you absence I am deaf-mute Ask mother, have I argued ever since you left She will tell you no because without you Denise I do not even enjoy arguing You are to me everything: You are sunny days You are Stormy weather You are everything to me even the depth of my soul When you are far I feel half a person The other half follows you like a shadow Look through you window Right there where the green leafs of trees Over there, in the trees of Clark University There I stand like a white bearded old man Coming that come from the North Pole With jingle bells on a horse Flying in the sky and bringing merry gifts To the children of the world The same way I want to bring
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To my daughter Denise
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Sweets dreams to my little girl Dreams that grow the body and the person I speak softly to the angels and tell them To be my daughter’s guardian angels You do not see them but my angels are there They caress your hair while you sleep They speak to you in your dreams
It is a dark night in Allan Poe’s New England You are asleep….. Mother Teresa’s angels clamber through your windows And keep away shadows of lonely crows While singing a divine lullaby that comes down From the sky Like a waterfall of stars that say: “The world is more beautiful when
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And when you awakeI tell the heavenly angels to stay by my angel’s side
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Angels guard the pure dreams of young maids� At Clark University, in Worcester, You now grow in stature in compliance With the dimensions of time and the worlds While I continue to hold in my scolded hands An infant, you childhood A world filled with merry chirpings A miracle that nature can never repeat Never again, my little girl!!!
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Boston USA 1998
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IS DYING OUT SUN
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Is dying out sun - says the man The man, who from the Sun Born and extinguished.
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Don’t cry, my love, don’t cry Though the tears, do have a function They clear the vision They make you feel the fresh air So as to make you fall in love With the tulips and the heavens After the last rain drop has fallen! If the temptation or joy, defeat you, And in your chest there is a mourning squeeze, Wanting to break away like a bird from its cage Then, and if you cry, please tell me, And please, please, save the last tear drop for me I will collect them, From all women of the world With them, then, will make A pearl necklace for the Sun Fom book “Itaka women” 2008
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THE WOMEN’S TEARS
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CIRCE’S TEMPTATIONS Mischievous am not like Odysseus The ladies to seduce isn’t my intention Though in my flower garden In love I do fall With every butterfly Stopping by…
And, if in my garden Happens to take rest There in bloom tulips, hydrangeas, honeysuckle You’ll find And the seduction of the most beautiful Circe. In hogs you’ll morph everyone nearby But the poet in joyful excitement You’ll bring
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You too, stay, don’t fly away Your name is a good omen Bringing most desired fortune A fortune, only in your presence found
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With him you’ll get lost Till dawn in orgasm.
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Warned you have I “stay away from my garden Its pollen like Circe It will drive you wild” And I, tempted and willingly Become Odysseus
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ITALIAN SUN Ach, this sun This Italian sun, in sea depths Sleeps and awakens With kisses my face caresses My heart with burning love
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Roma, Italy 2003
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ANNA’S BOSOM My artist friends am constantly persuading In Italy, an Albanian lady Has the most gorgeous bosom The Milky Way Starts at her nipples.
My friends am persuading Her too, the Albanian Anna Sali To accept her bosom’s beauty And if so happens, Ana lacks approval I’ll pass the Pyrenees Atlantic’s blue dress to take off Leaving it naked And there, in the Pyrenees, I’ll knock On another bosom, on Anna Tampado’s, the Portuguesa
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Florence, is her residence, perhaps to be near, according to my judgment, to that most handsome of men Michelangelo’s David
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of girls in the nude, I’ve spent my life, dreaming Sucking like a child the teats of Ana’s bosom, of the Albanian and the Portuguesa
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MISSING
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In my days and my memories are all my friends no matter how far They are.Time and space show me what was really the Love and more - what I feel when it missing.
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INTERLUDE As I wander through words and verses I feel a breeze wrapping up my age After the grey of youth and black times Of my childhood That have remained fixated in the eternal sky Because nowhere, in the relief of the Earth Can you find the traces This melancholic breeze, That to a dead time give breath Dissolves between the dim Lights of the past And the present- my existence Is wrapped up with a metallic structure Lacking color. PANTHEON BOOKS EDITION
Boston USA 2005
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PILIGRINS
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Pilgrims stopped while traveling Night and day smooched The Moon told to the Sun: "I love you!"
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UNACCOMPLISHED …We got our life back Even though we looked for each other in all the airports of the world You didn’t see me anywhere and I didn’t find you anywhere For both of us, this life filled with regrets Wandering passions metamorphosed in apprehension That will grow like shrubs in on our grave A nest for nipping birds Whose lives pass by without love ….and even if we meet or don’t meet Now that we’re grey, it’s tantamount!!!
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Boston USA 2008
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I DREAMED A NYMPH
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I dreamed a nymph Paw with hand She turned into a snowy mountain.
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FLY If You see poor birds confused into the chilly skies that offer no exit please, taken a brush somewhere and paint the Sun for them!
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Albania 2011
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SHANEL Today is a common winter day on earth Trains crawl like metallic dinosaurs in the mist Somewhere it's raining, there's sunshine somewhere else The snow swamps wildly in North America
Shanel is an Albanian newborn girl In Barcelona or maybe Trieste Today she cries and tomorrow she laughs joyfully Tomorrow is not far, it is at the doorstep She comes, and we're going ....to the next world Let's not wake her, let her sleep The time for playful challenges will soon come And later on she will light fires in the boys' gaze
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On television screens, rosy fumes Either a blonde woman or a black man will be the president of USA Much comments about Bush's leave and unrest in Kenya CNN 24 hours - but nothing about Shanel
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When she finds herself in their midst
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She can't hear now, or understand of course There will be enough time for her to hear and understand, and till then Let's sing her an eternal love lullaby The world is reborn with you, Shanel!
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Here is 5-th Avenue To the right is church of St. Theresa Surrounded by statues of saints drenched in rain With lowered gazes toward the crossroad Were the stoplights redden the droplets that fall from sky - Gulivan Road is on the other side On the third house, on the right An old sing says �South Street� Were a Pine tree stand guard With two pinecones and a shivering squirrel who spies astonished The passage through the yard That brings you to the gate Each time I glimpse at it I am overcome with autumn melancholy I tremble like a tree without leave Inside the house dim light permeates from the window Dried basil leaves hang on second floor window A sing that once there was summer
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THE HOUSE ON SOUTH STREET
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Do not ask me who once lived in this home Only the seeds of basil have remained Every memory of here, in this image, has faded‌
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Boston, West Roxbury USA 2006
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LAST JOURNEY After long trips Faraway an birthplace Homeland is The last stop for Lifeless body of the man ...
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Daily so I tell myself ...
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LOSERS I put my heart and my soul into work, newer I have lost my mind, but I have forget my Time, my Friends and my Love ...
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and this mean: I have lost everything.
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SUN & RAIN
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I come to your door stand before your eyes because the eyes are the door to enter in the spirit - you say and me the same thing happens if I see your beautiful eyes little stop and i go inside full of desire - to see the Sun or or ... to get wet in Rain...
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BURNING IN HEAVEN If you do not want to get burned like a star Never climb up to heaven Heaven is the place where planets burned
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Even when it happens to people You can never fall in Love Without burning Yourself ...
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LONESTAR In the night Somewhere far I saw a city full of lights I saw myself in the cold Space of stars - a lonely star. I felt far from people Larger ice fillets my heart.
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Albania 1988
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MY FATHE’S TOMB Every time I go to Shkoder I pass by the cypress path of Rrmaj And stop in front of Father’s tomb Both of us in silence don’t talk My life held hostage in that tomb All departures and returns collide there Grim clouds darken my migrant eyes But my father’s tomb needs no tears In Shkoder the rains grieve ….
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-Where are you going?- my father speaks from the grave As if he were the one to be alive , not me…. Shkodër, Albania 2006
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GOD’S HEAVENLY BELL It was Monday , the week had just begun From overseas, the disaster came our way somewhere where our friend had gone His hope was meant to fade away .
How did he go?-, the friends are wondering, He didn’t even have time for a cup of coffee To talk about the brokenness of this world to had lived a little longer with us, with you and me. Oh, how short is this little, tiny life of ours One enters the gate and fast goes through the next but when one is left alone, with no friends, one mourns the loss, missing those who were the best.
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The hour had come and little did he know all this grave misery was his, right at hand… he wanted to recover and be back again How would he know that he would never return.
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Ah, mighty sea, don’t bother breaking the waves So endlessly and wildly as never before For the Bell of the Lord in Heavens above Today rang for our dear friend so cry no more….
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Albania 2012
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BLUE BLOND
Calling lyrics to break the mirrors!
I use syllables in words, as the hot ashes among the hearth’s cold one Please, why don't you offer me a smile through this mirror Where myself looks like an idiot castle woman A castle woman that tries to steal from the heavens The star of the relevant galaxy That star that never revealed itself to me You, gene of mine, purebred, blue royal blood
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For decades I have been standing in front of a mirror Long enough, that’s why there are wrinkles on it, now My breath turns into frost over the cold glass Every day and more its light and brightness are blurred Underneath the silver strata behind which your silhouette is hiding
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Why remain silent, why don’t you appear, you gene of mine From a stone or a stump, from the water or a clay pot With the same crib lace we were tied when we were newborns Even if you were a phantasm of premature then Now you would had have some long hair Like mine, which are now blacken By the continental night of November’s end While your might be colored by the ocean’s pigment of the Fall Appear, hitherto, my cosmic gene,
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Cut in half, and seeds scatered in five continents In my mirror there is no hope of me seeing anything Already, now wrapped in the gray veal of an old dream Assaulted from the songs of "London roosters" Magically as they kick away their own fears, the nights’ shadows, Before the down and the anxiety of today
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Appear, through antique colons and curtains I am here in this Aeschylus cliff For centuries, awaiting Break that mirror so I can escape from myself In vain, you're orbiting in other skies and planets Come, near, dry my blue tear, That sadly drips through my eyelash, Nostalgic for my image, Reigning into someone's else We both have blue royal blood You are Me and I am You Since two thousand years‌
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CHRIST HAS COME IN ILLYRI When the winds blow hard in toughest storms..... and the sky, darkens, pitch black becomes We make the cross, praying to the Lord "Christ, keep us close to your heart" During trials and tribulations when body aches and the soul suffers we tear up the time and fly back when the Christ was crucified.
On the third day the Christ did rise As God performed a miracle tombs closed, the wounds were healed On his feet He stood up again!
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A cross appeared in Golgotha Nails were pierced on His hands From the pain the world turned over for twenty centuries the world still cries
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Through Saint Paul,He took the roads From the Corinth and Apolonia In Dyrrah the skies shined divinely bright The Christ came down, in Illyria And when at times, a war begins Women,children get killed,what tragedy, We speak to the hope, we call the peace And Christ comes down to Illyri!
And when the Pope touched that land kneeling, the grandest gesture of the century he blessed the land and sons of eagle The Christ, indeed has come to Illyri
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When our great victorious George, Raising up the name Arberi To the great lord he said Gloria The Christ always came to Illyri
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Mother Teresa when appeared Our own Saint full of grace and modesty She, who raised up the people's hopes The Christ has come to Illyri! In weddings and joys, as well When in each home a new life begins looking up, in happiness we shout The Christ has come to Illyri!
In peace, light and brotherhood In love and in eternal friendship Everytime we call He appears in glory As Christ has come to Illyri!!
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In every corner of the Balkans Where there are Albanians and Arberi In adoration, we pray to the Lord The Christ has come to Illyri!!!
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
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DON’T LET LOVE DIE! WATERCOLORS NATALIE’S HANDS WINTER IN BOSTON HEART BLUE BIRD CHILDREN AT THE GATE 1991 SNOW BIRDS NAKED ON THE ASPHALT TO LIVE AS AN IMMIGRANT IN ATHENS GUARDIAN ANGELS THE WOMEN’S TEARS CIRCE’S TEMPTATIONS ITALIAN SUN ANNA’S BOSOM MISSING INTERLUDE
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PILIGRINS UNACCOMPLISHED I DREAMED A NYMPH FLY IS DYING OUT SUN SHANEL THE HOUSE ON SOUTH STREET LAST JOURNEY LOSERS SUN & RAIN BURNING IN HEAVEN LONESTAR MY FATHE’S TOMB
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GOD’S HEAVENLY BELL BLUE BLOND CHRIST HAS COME IN ILLYRI
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1-Petalet e bajames së hidhur - tregime, 1973 2-Balada e largësive - album poetik, Athinë 1995 3-Rapsodi Ushtore - satirë, Athinë 1995 4-Gjurmë në histori - letërsi dokumentare, Athinë 1995 5-Katërkëndëshi i mundimeve - roman, 2000 6-Mos vdis dashuri - poezi, 2002 7-Nokturn - poezi, 2004 8-Requiem për një gjethe - poezi, 2005 9-E vërteta përvëluese e Aristidh Kolias - esè, 2005 10-Trinia ime - poezi, 2006 11-Lufta e maleve-Palok Traboini - esè, 2006 12-Koha e prostitutave - lirika & etyde, 2007 13-Bukuri shkodrane - esè, 2007 14-Itaka Grua - lirika, 2008 15-Kujto Poetin (bashkautor) - antologji poetike, 2011 16-Lule Pellazgjike - lirika, 2012 17-U dashka të dal natën vonë- poezi, 2012 18-100 poetë për dashurinë(bashkautor)-antologji, 2012 19-Flamuri në Deçiq- Palok Traboini 1911, - 2012 20-Zhgënjimi i Ambasadorit amerikan - esé, 2012 21-E kam Atdheun tek Porta - poezi, 2013 22-Dashuri- 200 lirika të zgjedhura, 2013 23-Çamëri-Zemra ime (bashkautor) - antologji, 2014 24-Aristidh Kola - esé, 2014 25-Fajin e ka Hekuba - poezi, 2014 26-Orakujt kanë zbritur në ferr - poemë, 2015 27-Djali nga Hoti- rrëfime për fëmijë, 2015
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