JULJANA MEHMETI

JULJANA MEHMETI

To The Eye

Of The Mermaid

When my hair are entangled with your mind

I get lost in rainbow colors

and sounds,

which my soul converts into evening sonata,

a dance which never ends

swaying arms with the rustle of wind

feet which chase the agitation of the sea,

to the eye of the mermaid

and the waves touching softly the shore.

You come with sunset wings

hidden desires of the endless air

illuminating ribbons leaving tattoos in the body

I light my evenings up to flames

and you are burning to the cosmos,

like a lonely star.

the silver sight refracted to my horizon,

getting closer to the mystery

the love thirst,

drunk from the madness cup

and flowing to the veins of regeneration

to another embrace

of the earth and the sky,

the life elixir

felt in the awaiting lips.

Divine Embrace

When the light is fading … it kneels to the divine embrace

enwraps the extended trees,

the silk crepe

lowered to the ground

love whispers

passes to bare branches...

and leaves,

already lost,

with golden dream shoes

lonely benches

forgotten waltz …

it is the time of nymphs!

... hidden to the bareness of feelings,

under the blind gleam of the sun

is fragmented

dissolved to the waters of the spirit

...

and I,

Apollo fallen in love

in the bed of pale leaves,

drowned to senses...

in my Daphne – autumn,

I remain glamorous to the colors...

Namastè!

I am,

a part of the endless universe

a particle thrown to refracted parallels ,

of that world dressed with the color of light

and drowned back again to the dark memory,

with the meaning of the existence in the margins of life

the consciences coming from the unexpressed words,

from the inner part

of that vision which dresses me in blue,

eternity

of the creator who merged body and soul

with blessings from angels

towards the tracks of blood and the cross pain.

The flight ascending to its own ashes

in the forgotten bodies of gone legends

consecrated during the time of enormous agitation,

of the north sea

searching for eyes which dress the verdure

new spaces

of the end boundaries

wandering beyond the world

collapsing and uprising

with different steps

to the revived eternity.

New tops touch the heights

heart and mind

bended to the temple,

which constructs invisible bridges

the view towards the Almighty

and hands folded in praying

5

words which goes with the wind

and return back with seasons,

a fragment of continuity

born from the spirit of the sky;

Namastè!

TRANSLATED BY ARBEN HOTI

JULJANA MEHMETI

JULJANA MEHMETI was born in the city of Durres, in Albania. Since she was a child she became fond about literature and writing, especially poetry, a genre that in the following years will turn into a real life motive, a way to better express her ideas, her thoughts, her visions and metaphysics , her point of view according to her consciousness but also improving the awareness of the same suggestion that surrounds the human world. The first book “Soft – Poems” published in Italian language attracted the attention of publishers and Italian literary criticism, not only for its particular style, but also for new words, the language used, the philosophical message and the currents present in her poems that go from Hermetism to Surrealism. The second book comes from the field of translation entitled “Vramendje” – (Rimugino “) of the Italian author Alessandro Ferrucci Marcucci Pinoli, which will constitute the first experience in this field, but will also strengthen his long-standing conviction, to know and translate in his language, many popular Italian authors.. The collection of poems “Oltrepassare” is her new book, which presents itself with the new tendencies of Albanian literature, postmodernism and universal consciousness, from experimental currents to absurdity. The last her book is “In his Light”

She currently lives and works in Ancona, Italy.