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Winter light.

The dancer sleeps.
Through my fingers
And the air,
Mute, extends my chest.
More than the lack of change
Its expectation hurts.
Meanwhile
little words
Sprout, under
theatrical lights.
 
 
For some reason
I remember
Softly burning wood
While the storm
Uncynically persists,
Outside
And I am little again
Wondering who will
My husband be.
 
 

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As I look at Billy.

As I look at Billy,
Chair-shaped,
His curved back
Like an eyebrow,
That not so
Perpendicular line
Shutting inside
Crowds of men,
Forever sipping coffee,
I feel
In slow motion
Shots of days
Shots of nights
Days, nights
As long as my regret.
As a mother,
The attraction to
Killing the pain
Does not scare me

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On the window sill.

Ky kundershtimi yt
Oh! kaq i meket
Perplot me pohim
Te dyshimeve te mia
Dhe kjo farse e gjate
si bisht fustani
qe ti ma fryn ne fytyre
erashke e dorashke!
Me terheq per flokesh
dhe rrenjesh figura jote.
Une me U magnetike
Dypolare , kuq e blu ,
Fanele futbolli
Dhe flamur indiference
Shpalosja e te cilit
Kerkon perhere
Prej meje ere ,apo fryme [...]

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Love is a misunderstanding!

She says
She doesn`t like the night,
This hairstyle
Around her face,
Curls of dark,
Hairpins of stars
Like villages
That appear and not,
Just a spark.
She says her heart
Now is a pillow
Candy of childhood
that she forgot ,
on the table,
in the corner,
on the right.
She says
nobody hears
The drums,
The beatings,
The rains.
Nobody sees
The island,
Cross-legged
Eating her life
With no stains.
I do not know her
When she says
Such [...]

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Lule helmi neper fyt
Per mua
Ti rrit
Me perkujdesje prehese .
Sfera, sfera poleni ,
Gjaku im shumohet
Ne ngjitje pingule .
Kolone largpamese
Gjaku im
Qe te ndjen ty
Si zvogelohesh
Brenda retines time
Njeri prej letre
Ne varg i ngjitur
Me sy bosh
dhe zemer te holle
njedimensionale .
Shprishe me duar te mprehta
Paqen time
Per nje themelim te ri
(jo partiak) .Deshmoje
kete vizatim rrenojash
nen [...]

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Tediously.

You don`t read
In between my reticent shoulders.
Tho`words do not possess
That plantlike transparent skill
To pacify,
They reveal layers.
Always a jot of truth left behind
And seasoned irony at hand
For the awkward process
Of asserting the real aim
Down the gnarled throat.
It can be that I say,
But to be measured and heard,
In childish anticipation,
Unable to discard your image
And untangle mine.
With [...]

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Frymë.

E myste shtepia
Ne endrren
Time te shmangur
Ku cdo object levizes
Je ti , qe vjen I fresket
I bere
Prej material bimesh ,
Vese dhe drite
E mbush gjoksin tim
Me re te bardha
Si jastek femirije.
Pushim prej varri
Eshte mendimi im per ty
Dhe nyje e
Ezofagut tim gjitar
Qe fillon ne cep te brinjes
Ky plan ku lekunden
Shprehjet gjuhesore
Te besimit tim tek ty.
Varka [...]

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Draw the lines of
Cranes, cranes  fly
From my hair
To your cold lakes
One by one,
White birds of
My healthy solitude.
Bridges of sadness
I knit with their thread
Hollow my swift fingers
And challenging the act
Of weaving you . 
 
Understand shall I
The  choking energy
Of your bachelor love?
Will you become
This fleeting sight
Of dreamy  fluids
That flood me not ?
Freezes the image
Leaving [...]

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Irony boat.

 
It hangs.
A thought.
Like a bat.
Like a curtain
concealing my sane curiosity.
It is a statement my lipstick.
In  front of your bare shore
My irony boat
chewing images
of fishermen.
 
Cruel.
Uncompassionate my hand
disclosing the other sky
That fuels me.
But I feel, lighthearted
The apathy of
The days to come.

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The new lyrics of Billy.

But Billy never came.
He is the soldier
at the feet of my new,
my brand new statue of love.
He holds the rope
but never uncovers it.
Place my heart
under the doormat,Billy
before you leave,
my heart hang it
like a beehive,
my orphan need
to press you against my chest,
to hold you under my jacket
and keep you warm.
The building blocks of my pain
are in [...]

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