KOZETA ZAVALANI

KOZETA ZAVALANI

SELECTS METAPHORS FOR EACH SEASON.

I read the newspaper sadly

the main page is black chronicle

Grief scourge my soul,

who speaks with the tongue of doves.

Far from feverish bouts that hurt my day

I browse the history of mysteriously injured,

leaf strings, between the books kneel down

until the sides of the page release the thyristor anchors.

Let yourself measure yourself in the spring

below the pace of tired steps

By cleansing in blown fleshly air,

between metaphors that bark like a dead dog

Like begging bowed over two knees

In constant prayer for life

The morning I wait for centuries

I stretch out my hands for hugging.

The palms remain empty

the fingers remain lying

Over the spring of leafless leaves

Selects metaphors for each season.

Zgjedh metafora për çdo stinë.

Gazetën lexoj me trishtim

faqja kryesore është kronika e zezë

Hidhërimi gdhënd shpirtin tim,

që flet me gjuhën e pëllumbave.

Larg etheve të lehjeve që ma lëndojnë ditën

shfletoj historinë që rri si ndërgjegje e plagosur,

strukem fletëve, mes librave gjunjëzohem

derisa mes faqesh lëshoj spirancat e etjeve.

Lermëni të mat vetveten në pranverë

nën rritmin e hapave të lodhur

Duke pastruar në ajër dashuri të mykura,

mes metaforash që lehin si qen i ngordhur

Si lypsare kërrusur mbi dy gjunjtë

Në lutje të vazhdueshme për jetën

Mëngjesit që pres me shekuj

I zgjas duart për përqafim.

Pëllëmbët mbeten zbrazur

e gishtat mbeten shtrirë

Mbi shiun e pranverës pa gjethe

Zgjedh metafora për çdo stinë.

FINGERS OF MEMORIES

Speaking fingers of memories

The skin grazes seal the spring winter

Dream breathing is interrupted

With the heart set over the table.

The roots of the willows will erode the earth

As wolves quarrels that descend the stream in the field

Barefooted walkways

Boats that steal the landscapes of love.

The guard span continues to be the bridge

That connects the old streets witched

Memories became homage to the fire

Skeleton address, not found in the grave.

Gishtat e kujtimeve

Gjuhëkëputur gishtat e kujtimeve

Lëkurërrjepur shartojnë dimrin me pranverë

Ndërpritet frymëmarrja e ëndrrës

Me zemrën vendosur mbi tryezë.

Shkulen dheut rrënjët e shelgjeve

Si grindje ujqish që zbresin përroit në fushë

Hapësirave që ecin këmbëzbathur në mynxyrë

Oborreve që vjedhin peizazhet e dashurisë.

Shpinë e rregjur vazhdon të jetë urë

Që lidh rrugët e vjetra mendjekrisur

Kujtimeve u bëhet homazhi në zjarr

Adresa skeletësh, që nuk gjenden as në varr.

SPRING

In the morning breeze,

in the waves, that float on the shore,

in cherry blossoms and shrubs,

in the rose scent,

in the green grass,

in the waters that absorb the earth,

in the clouds coming and going,

spring sweet spring;

I look forward to the beauties she brings!

Pranverë

Në flladin e mëngjesit,

në dallgët, që nanurisin bregut,

në lule qershie e manushaqe,

në parfumin e trëndafilave,

në barin që rritet gjelbër,

në ujrat që thithin tokën,

në retë që vijnë dhe shkojnë,

je pranverë e ëmbël pranverë;

unë pres me durim bukuritë që sjell!

WELCOME JUNE!

June is the month I love so much

Mosaics break the color ribbon

They reborn themselves in me.

Shine light bulbs,

as brilliant under the eyelash bridge.

So I fly in the translucency of heaven

Where, like a dream, is the light of the sun.

Is this illumination true?

Or so it seems to me?

Revive every cell in June

So I love so much June ...

Welcome june!

Qershori është muaji që aq shumë e dua

Mozaikëve thyen ylbere ngjyrash

Sikur rilindin vetveten tek mua.

Shkëlqejnë bulëzat e dritës,

si brilante nën urë qerpikësh.

Ndaj fluturoj në tejdukshmërinë e qiellit

Ku, si ëndërr e brymtë është ndriçimi i diellit.

A është i vërtetë ky ndriçim

Apo kështu më duket mua?

Rilind çdo qelizë në qershor

Ndaj qershorin kaq shumë e dua...

KOZETA ZAVALANI

KOZETA ZAVALANI: She  was born in Korça - Albania, on March 8, 1958 and lives in Tirana. She graduated from the Faculty of Economics at the University of Tirana in 1982 and in 1985, specialized in journalism. She has worked in Albanian Public Television and now is Editor in Chief of the magazine "Season for Change" of the "Family and Media - Power for Change" association, which she leads. She has been part of several training courses in the literary, publicity, Human Rights and Leadership. Awards -"Ambassador for Peace"and "Women of the World - 2007” won "Special Award" for literary creativity with a high artistic level, bringing the value of outstanding and sustainable in the field of poetry. “Olympus Poetry Prize – “Demeter”, "Honorary Diploma of the 1 st Mediterranean Poetry Festival" and "Certificate of Merit", Larissa, Greece, 22-World Congress of Poets. Literary works: She was author in the volumes 1 and 2 of the book "Gra që më kanë frymëzuar" in Albanian and "Women who have inspired me” in English. In 2005 she published the volume "Halfworld" in English. In 2007 the volume "Gjysmëbota" in Albanian, as well as the bulletin "Human Rights". In 2010 was launched the volume of poetry "Migrator". In 2012 she published volume of poetry "Soul gate" translated into seven languages, English, Italian, Macedonian, Romanian, Turkish and Greek. In 2014 she published novel “Ankthi” and “ Frymemarrje Femerore”. In 2015 Poetry Book “Women” and in 2018 novel “90+”. Participating in many TV shows for the media of increasing women participation in political and social life.