AGRON SHELE

AGRON SHELE 

Passage

I need to see beyond the frames

And twist the contrast to make one more color

for deciphering all the views

that in a second change so abruptly

to make that colour a sea, a typhoon,

but also the peace that sleeps on the white waves

peace that rests beside an island

which, for me, Ithaca always remains

Time sleeps on the blooming lilies

whorls brightened in spring

collecting the first beams of dawn

and hiding their sight beyond the twilight

putting together the galaxy of stars.

that sparks on the cherry garden of love

to feel the distant whisper of the body

wrapped in a scarf of longing

and so the day’s vail is unveiled

running toward the purity of life

removing a fraction that reflects the light

and turning it to a charm that reveals the sun

weaved like this, in Gods fire

together with the lyre of the goddess of muses

at the footsteps left on the desire of words

or the thirsty longing for the traces of lips.

Twilight

At the twilight I saw the angel descending

like only he knows to

his white wings blinded the night

and a bright vail covered the sky,

the glowing shape, like a hanging spirit

the fire, kidnapped from the bosom

that was burning on the eyes of lightning

and was poured as a thunderclap

in the turbulent sea

Or maybe it was the magic of life

that descends from the God’s throne

to bestow only one flash

that was lost to the sunset

to the ship’s rigs surrounded by seagulls

permeating invisible circles

flickering on a cover of mystery

as a mirage remains in my daydream.

At the twilight I saw the only light

brightening the frame of a siren

that radiates her hair to the waterfall,

immersing them to the ends of depth

like a reflection of glory itself

to her arm, covered in emerald

where the specter of colors brakes

attracted to a red charm.

At twilight I saw the innocent sight

of her, who gave birth to life

building a monument to humanity

the era that lights the world

to spark another desire

of tomorrows eternity

kneeling in front of the altar

to get the sole blessing.

A woman

Do not expect her to walk

in the cold streets with her scarf over one shoulder

Or tap the heels on the silent memories

nor mirroring her image in the shops window

because her effulgence

is stronger then the sun

that warms the ice transforming it in to a candle, touching the marrow of the earth

breaking the myths of winter

that die at the irises and yet,

are resurrected

to embrace the light.

An image that appears at the shine of stars

and with her the wind extends the hair

to a forest where the deers are sleeping

the tracks of their hooves are printed on the snow

like a magic hidden in lightning

slaves of fate and troubled dance

towards that image

that god himself created

holiness

in the kingdom of every living breath.

Do not expect her to be weakened

because pain walks with her blood

and the blood with the feeling of eternity

like a deity

of the force that lifts gods to their feet,

the angels, everyday,

understanding the silence

of the turn of centuries

because the life is more than one attempt

that walks through the gates of the rainbow

and opens the doors of life

to the smile of a woman!

Translated by Merita Paparisto

AGRON SHELE

AGRON SHELE was born in October 7th, 1972, in the Village of Leskaj, city of Permet, Albania.  Is the author of the following literary works: “The Steps of Clara” (Novel), “Beyond a grey curtain” (Novel), “Wrong Image” (Novel) , “Innocent Passage” (Poetry), Whiste stones ( poetry) RIME SPARSE -Il suono di due voci poetiche del Mediterraneo (Poesie di Agron Shele e Claudia Piccinno),  La mia Musa (poetry),  ( “Ese-I and Ese-II)  ” .  Mr. Shele is also the coordinator of International Anthologies: “Open Lane- 1,” “Pegasiada , Open Lane- 2 , ATUNIS magazine ( Nr 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 )” and Atunis Galaxy Antholgy 2018, 2019, 2020.  He is  winner of some international literary prizes. Is a member of the Albanian Association of Writers, member of the World Writers Association, in Ohio, United States, Poetas del Mundo, WPS, Unione world Poetry and the President of the International Poetical Galaxy “Atunis”. He is published in many newspapers, national and international magazines, as well as published in many global anthologies: Almanac 2008, 2017; World Poetry Yearbook 2009, 2013, 2015,  The Second Genesis -2013, Kibatek 2015-Italy, Keleno- Greece, Metaphora (Poland) etc.  Currently Resides in Belgium and continues to dedicate his time and efforts in publishing literary works with universal values.