very conscious that a poem by Alfred Capaliku. There is still known as sudden stops and the description of real people and what surrounds it: all are part of a collection that hangs in a sense the poet and urges him to think about how people change with the changing world. His poetry is sometimes a complaint with the modernizing too fast and did not want people to see better what and how to make this modernization of the world every day. And this scrutinizing look and judge poet is in the "rhythm of the rain" which seems to indicate a tear of the heavens to see the decline of the world.
***
The goal
The dead wear new shoes because
walk on endless roads, scattered ognidove
desert mirages,
without traffic lights and white lines and poles, traffic and
unsupervised fashion mannequins ,
without passing the opposite direction as dunes,
to find the time, the exact recive. Over the hills
paved stone blocks used as
knock of horse hoofs,
hasten the tires as bumping into cars,
shatter the mirrors of luxury. How many new shoes are
been sold this year! Sybil
a word unanimous
"No Stop" with emphasis
modern language as a knife, without stopping the biblical
no trees, no birds that carry news from decorations.
upside down left right forward back - heaven, with angels
distracted with devils tempting,
under the terms of passers-by Dante.
They watch their doubts over the dust of the shoes that
falter as a chorus in the ancient empty
while off the skin, the foot remains bare.
Far is the goal for God, with
maze of hope opened by itself.
***
Skies marble
Sky marble
weightless
swallows against the current without
arrival
old memories
chewing smokeless,
stunt of trees over roads
odorless.
The white becomes blue,
black ink runs out.
The die is cast,
life is a game.
Rain, virgin tears, shattered
river,
disappears in mystery, as
shots without punishment.
The white is red, black
change color.
In the trap of the day,
life is a game.
***
Symbiosis
Two halves of life not make one,
even split from the cross of pain,
even multiply in the hope,
summed with themselves in poverty,
subtracted from the sky.
The man has the color of autumn woods,
two halves of life does not make it one.
***
Carnival
Day
carnival masks are everywhere,
under the rhythm of the rain, playing with air
smiling
imitate animals, insects, berries,
asymmetrically make accrobazie
to forget the masks of all time.
*** The happy season
As the winds blew season yesterday,
as if the spring would give a concert violinists among its
months
squares and streets in the suburbs.
How hurried lovers under umbrella, laughing
two by two,
and scattered among the green under the
rhythm of the rain.
All this happened yesterday, while waiting for you
near the bar and find your name written on the glass.
***
The goal
The dead wear new shoes because
walk on endless roads, scattered ognidove
desert mirages,
without traffic lights and white lines and poles, traffic and
unsupervised fashion mannequins ,
without passing the opposite direction as dunes,
to find the time, the exact recive. Over the hills
paved stone blocks used as
knock of horse hoofs,
hasten the tires as bumping into cars,
shatter the mirrors of luxury. How many new shoes are
been sold this year! Sybil
a word unanimous
"No Stop" with emphasis
modern language as a knife, without stopping the biblical
no trees, no birds that carry news from decorations.
upside down left right forward back - heaven, with angels
distracted with devils tempting,
under the terms of passers-by Dante.
They watch their doubts over the dust of the shoes that
falter as a chorus in the ancient empty
while off the skin, the foot remains bare.
Far is the goal for God, with
maze of hope opened by itself.
***
Skies marble
Sky marble
weightless
swallows against the current without
arrival
old memories
chewing smokeless,
stunt of trees over roads
odorless.
The white becomes blue,
black ink runs out.
The die is cast,
life is a game.
Rain, virgin tears, shattered
river,
disappears in mystery, as
shots without punishment.
The white is red, black
change color.
In the trap of the day,
life is a game.
***
Symbiosis
Two halves of life not make one,
even split from the cross of pain,
even multiply in the hope,
summed with themselves in poverty,
subtracted from the sky.
The man has the color of autumn woods,
two halves of life does not make it one.
***
Carnival
Day
carnival masks are everywhere,
under the rhythm of the rain, playing with air
smiling
imitate animals, insects, berries,
asymmetrically make accrobazie
to forget the masks of all time.
*** The happy season
As the winds blew season yesterday,
as if the spring would give a concert violinists among its
months
squares and streets in the suburbs.
How hurried lovers under umbrella, laughing
two by two,
and scattered among the green under the
rhythm of the rain.
All this happened yesterday, while waiting for you
near the bar and find your name written on the glass.
(Translations of Anila Resul Albanian)
*
Capaliku Alfred was born in Shkodra in 1952. Debutò with his poems already in high school. He graduated from the University of Tirana in Albanian Language and Literature in 1973. Then began working as a teacher in the city of Shkodra and Tropoja. E 'professor of Albanian literature at the University of Shkodra "Luigj Gurakuqi.
He has published several works including: - "Kenga and kantiereve" (poems "The Song of the yards"), Tirana, 1976 - "For njerezit and punes" (poems "To working people"), Tirana, 1980 - " Java pa ty "(poems" A week without you "), Scutari, 1995 -" At Vincenc Prendushi "(monograph," Father Vincent Prendushi "), Scutari, 1996 -" NJE perralla jave me "(prose for children" A week of fairy tales "), Scutari, 1998 -" Bernardin Palaja "(monograph), Scutari, 1999 -" Tregime for ty " (Prose stories for you "), Scutari, 1999 -" I levizje Muzik "(poems," Music in Motion "), Scutari, 2000 -" Ufoja dhe lulet "(poems for children" The UFO and the flowers "), Scutari , 2001 - "Gasper Pali" (monograph), Scutari, 2002 - "The Alphabets Mungu" (literary studies "The alphabet is missing"), Scutari, 2003 - "Ese studime dhe letra" (literary studies and essays, "Essays and Studies literature "), Scutari, 2005
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