{"id":6639,"date":"2018-10-27T21:15:13","date_gmt":"2018-10-27T21:15:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/?p=6639"},"modified":"2019-08-24T20:42:33","modified_gmt":"2019-08-24T20:42:33","slug":"3-poems-by-alisa-velaj-limit-his-widow-he-translated-by-uke-zenel-bucpapaj","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/3-poems-by-alisa-velaj-limit-his-widow-he-translated-by-uke-zenel-bucpapaj\/","title":{"rendered":"3 Poems by Alisa Velaj, Limit, His Widow & He, Translated by Uk\u00eb Zenel Bu\u00e7papaj"},"content":{"rendered":"

LIMIT
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\nThe woman watching the see is blind. For her, the sea waves are the soul waves.
\nFrom now on, the chopped light of the immense water container is what she will see
\nrunning deeper and deeper inside herself.
\n 
\nThe blind woman and the ship that could never sail are of the same age.
\nThe ship and her last lover have the same farsightedness.
\n 
\nHer last lover was a sailor and a fool. He heard only the melody
\ncoming from the beating stick, turning a deaf to ear to all the island\u2019s playing drums.
\n 
\nThe blind woman and her last lover loved the flute sounds at dusk.
\n 
\nHe never told her that the sea light had the shape of his destroying love for her.
\nHowever, she would willingly pretend that she had understood him.
\nShe feared that he might also go blind if she told him the truth.
\n 
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\nHIS WIDOW
\n 
\nHis widow will continue to live her earthly years under the shadow of the emperor\u2019s courtyard.
\n 
\nHe, the most wonderful tree, left her soul empty with the crowds still conquered by him.
\n 
\nThe crowds always look at his widow as a mantel of leaves.
\n 
\nWhen the blossoms wither, the mantel ceases to exist. At this moment even the crowds stop thinking.
\n 
\nIn spring the mantel rejuvenates again. His widow gladdens because of the freshened memory of the citizens who never knew the dictator.
\n 
\nHis widow loved the crowd and the leaf.
\n 
\nThey both have short memory.
\n 
\n 
\nHE
\n 
\nHe will not be able walk out of the house where he and the Eagle stay imprisoned.
\n 
\nHe is there, and the guitar sounds coming from beyond the window, though tempting,
\nfail to encourage him.
\n 
\nHe and the Eagle love and hate each other infinitely.
\n 
\nShe will not pluck his eyes out, for he has given up watching since his childhood.
\nTo both of them, light particles are as strange as colors.
\n 
\nShe will not blind him, and he will cry one day, he will cry a lot because of her farewell.
\n 
\nAt that moment he will be a child conscious of his loss, while the fir-trees will throw
\nthick shadows over the sadness of the undiscovered oases.
\n 
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\nAlisa Velaj has been shortlisted for the annual international Erbacce-Press Poetry Award <\/em>in UK in June 2014. Her works have appeared in more than eighty print and online international magazines, including: FourW twentyfive Anthology <\/em>(Australia), The Journal<\/em> (UK), The Dallas Review<\/em> (USA), The Linnet’s Wings<\/em> (UK) The Seventh Quarry<\/em> (UK), Envoi Magazine <\/em>(UK) etc etc. Velaj’s digital chapbook “The Wind Foundations”<\/em> translated by Uk\u00eb Zenel Bu\u00e7papaj is published by Zany Zygote Review <\/em>(USA). Her poems are also translated in Hebrew, Swedish, Romanian, French and Portuguese. Alisa Velaj\u2019s poetry book “With No Sweat At All” <\/em>(trans by Uk\u00eb Zenel Bu\u00e7papaj) will be published by Cervena Barva Press in 2019.
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\nRobin Ouzman Hislop<\/strong> is Editor of Poetry Life and Times<\/a> his publications include All the Babble of the Souk<\/em> <\/a>and Cartoon Molecules<\/em> <\/a>collected poems and Key of Mist<\/em> <\/a>the recently published Tesserae<\/em> <\/a>translations from Spanish poets Guadalupe Grande <\/a>and Carmen Crespo visit Aquillrelle.com\/Author Robin Ouzman Hislop <\/a>about author. See Robin performing his work Performance (University of Leeds)<\/a> and his latest Collected Poems Volume at Next-Arrivals <\/em><\/a><\/p>\n

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