HELLO…
Hello! Hello!
the voice hums like in a cave,
I had forgotten the color of the voice
in this agn of late month.
Hello, hello…
the voice on the other side shuddered
in the raging river,
-Yes I am,..
here.closed in the ego
“gnosi” the lip timbre,
turmoil of times
or late spring?!
Hello, I’m Lora,
nothing important
in me the shadow of longing
affects the absorbed nectar
in search of immortality…
I clutch the phone
I feel stuck in water, who revives my fire?
Mekur in late May?!
Hello, Hello…, listen to me!
I am the sin-ridden Danaide,
why don’t you talk to me
why are you silent?
…I can hear you on the other side,
I was disturbed by this phone call in the last month.
RAIN IN MY EYES
The rainbow appeared
behind the lines of rain,
the worries and troubles of stis,
carved verses
where the west burned,
in the braided flower,
we put a wreath.
You can’t see the rainbow
it didn’t rain a little,
in my eyes…!
METAMORPHOSIS
(Loraa of New York)
Loraa asked me to imitate Odysseus,
not to listen
sirens of the deep,
nor the poet’s erotic verses
in the rocky waves of the sea.
In New York he studied Pythagoras,
the language of mimicry read the unspoken word
wrote it in saltiness,
where life is a dream
and the dream becomes life.
The epic words underwent a metamorphosis,
the seagulls danced
over our heads,
deep sea conception
shivers run through,
air in New York
I missed the thrill of life.
Lan Qyqalla is an Albanian writer, editor-in-chief of the EliteOrfeu International Magazine, winner of several national and international literary awards, member of the Albanian-American Academy of Sciences and Arts in New York, and Director of the International Poetic Festival “Poetic, Literary and Artistic Heritage in Kosovo” for 17 editions, and Professor at the Gymnasium in Pristina. The poet from Kosovo has published more than 67 works (poems and stories) in languages including Albanian, Romanian, Francophone, Swedish, English, Polish, Arabic, Hindi, and Mandarin. Some of his poems have been translated and published in several languages and in several magazines and literary portals. Qyqalla lives and creates in Pristina.