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Gazmend Papa<\/strong><\/p>\n

(Pjesa e par\u00eb<\/em>)<\/p>\n

Kodra e vog\u00ebl, e shtrir\u00eb n\u00ebn nj\u00eb deg\u00eb bliri, t\u00eb zgjatur mbi hije t\u00eb vet, lidhej me \u00ebndrr\u00ebn q\u00eb kishte kaq vjet me jugun i vdekuri e nj\u00ebher\u00ebsh digjej nga malli p\u00ebr pik\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb t\u00eb veriut, t\u00eb mbetur jasht\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00ebsis\u00eb s\u00eb vket\u00ebr.
\n– Pse ve\u00e7 me jugun!<\/p>\n

-Veriun deri te Molla e Kuqe e kishin vjedhur nd\u00ebr vrasje e rr\u00ebke gjaku ata q\u00eb e mbanin tashm\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb vetes, t\u00eb vjedhur dhe t\u00eb vetmuar. Kjo ngjante n\u00eb deg\u00eb tashm\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebputur gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb thar\u00eb dhe gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb gjelb\u00ebr\u2026<\/p>\n

– Kjo deg\u00eb, e sapo gjethuar-e shtata, e trungut, n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme krijonte simbolik\u00ebn e tok\u00ebs s\u00eb cop\u00ebtuar nga t\u00ebr\u00ebsia e vet e lasht\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa fytyrat e m\u00ebrdhezur e t\u00eb p\u00ebrlotura t\u00eb nj\u00eb grupi f\u00ebmij\u00ebsh, t\u00eb humbur her\u00eb shikonin qiellin q\u00eb lidhej me blirin e her\u00eb varrin q\u00eb lidhej me tok\u00ebn e humbur gjat\u00eb vitesh e stuhish t\u00eb egra t\u00eb r\u00ebna mbi rr\u00ebnj\u00ebn e prejardhjes s\u00eb trungut. Deg\u00ebt, t\u00eb ndara nga e shtata, t\u00eb gjashtat, ve\u00e7 e ve\u00e7 iknin her\u00eb nga qielli e her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr vareshin nga toka. K\u00ebt\u00eb piktur\u00eb, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 meje nuk e lexon as e zb\u00ebrthen n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb kush tjet\u00ebr dhe kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb gj\u00ebja m\u00eb e mir\u00eb q\u00eb ka l\u00ebshuar rr\u00ebnj\u00eb n\u00eb artin tim t\u00eb shkrimit. Qe gj\u00eb e mir\u00eb kjo sidomos vitet e ikura, gjat\u00eb t\u00eb qenit rob n\u00eb tok\u00ebn t\u00ebnde dhe zemr\u00ebn e mbyllur me dry. Zemra gjente udh\u00eb t\u00eb krijonte her\u00eb – her\u00eb fjal\u00eb, forma, radh\u00eb e mendime p\u00ebr krijime dhe hap\u00ebsira t\u00eb vogla t\u00eb liris\u00eb. Ngjitem nga pema, shtat\u00eb deg\u00ebsh, me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn t\u00eb shtrir\u00eb kaq shum\u00eb mbi nj\u00eb varr. Kokrrat e dheut ende t\u00eb fresk\u00ebt ndrisin ngjash\u00ebm me grimca ari n\u00ebn tufat e agut, q\u00eb vjen e p\u00ebrzihet me nj\u00eb mjegull t\u00eb dendur. Mjegulla dend\u00ebsohet ende, ngrihet lart e bashk\u00eb me kodr\u00ebn ik dhe humb diku qiellit. Zot, \u00e7`\u00ebsht\u00eb kjo? Ne kemi vdekje, zot… e ja, p\u00ebrzihen gj\u00ebrat, ikin nga vendi i vet, \u00e7far\u00eb ndodh, zotIm.<\/p>\n

E gjej prap\u00eb fijen e ndritshme t\u00eb agut e ec nga maja e kodr\u00ebs. Shtat\u00eb varrmih\u00ebs dihasin, nxjerrin nga brendia e tyre e pafund avull e ndonj\u00eb kollitje. P\u00ebrs\u00ebri d\u00ebgjohet kori i hutuar, vaji pik\u00ebllues i atyre q\u00eb me lamtumir\u00ebn e fundit derdhin dhe nga nj\u00eb pik\u00eb lot p\u00ebr poetin q\u00eb i deshi. Lulet, n\u00eb tufa, q\u00eb i mbajn\u00eb n\u00eb parz\u00ebm u ngrijn\u00eb nga dhembja e malli, n\u00eb radh\u00eb nga nj\u00eb buz\u00eb varrit. T\u00eb ngrira-t\u00eb gurta, p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjitha koh\u00ebt, p\u00ebr nj\u00eb zem\u00ebr, q\u00eb Mungon e prap\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb aty, rrah mes tyre amshuesh\u00ebm, me drit\u00eb fjale, me drit\u00eb lulesh t\u00eb malit nga l\u00ebshojn\u00eb arom\u00ebn e pranver\u00ebs s\u00eb porsa\u00e7elur… Kodra tashm\u00eb \u2013 e ngrehur lart, me blirin me deg\u00eb t\u00eb zgjatur mbi varr, e mban mbi kurrizin e vet qiellin, e mban pak atdhe e pak dashuri, e mban gjith\u00eb dhembjen e buz\u00ebqeshjen e bot\u00ebs, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e shkroi n\u00eb vargje i vdekuri gjithnj\u00eb i gjall\u00eb. Luginat kan\u00eb humbur n\u00eb mjegull t\u00eb dendur e mbi kod\u00ebr pema e gjethuar, me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn deg\u00eb t\u00eb zgjatur mbi varr. Ngjitem maj\u00eb kodr\u00ebs, e ndjek nga p\u00ebrvidhet drita mes deg\u00ebsh, her\u00eb e kuq\u00ebrreme e her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr e mbytur n\u00eb gjak. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt heshtin. Lot\u00ebt e kristalt\u00eb u ikin nga syt\u00eb.<\/p>\n

\u2013 Kjo drit\u00eb e p\u00ebrgjakur, – flas un\u00eb, p\u00ebr ta thyer heshtjen e r\u00ebnd\u00eb e t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. \u2013 \u00ebsht\u00eb drit\u00eb e pem\u00ebs, – d\u00ebgjohet z\u00ebri i par\u00eb. – Kjo pem\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjakut t\u00eb secilit …- d\u00ebgjohet z\u00ebri i dyt\u00eb. \u2013 Pem\u00eb me shtat\u00eb deg\u00eb? – i nd\u00ebrpres. – Po kaq i ka, – shp\u00ebrthejn\u00eb ata n\u00eb kor, kush me z\u00eb kumbues, kush me z\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7jerr\u00eb. Ndonj\u00ebri sy kalt\u00ebr, tjetri flok\u00ebverdh\u00eb, i treti zeshkan… Secilin ta g\u00ebrryeje brenda shpirti do t\u00eb nxirrte jasht\u00eb vet\u00ebm bardh\u00ebsi. Mendohem pak i heshtur para tyre. E ik shikimin larg p\u00ebr kurriz t\u00eb kodr\u00ebs, e cila cil\u00ebsohej vet\u00ebm me shtat\u00eb deg\u00eb, nj\u00ebra e zgjatur mbi varrin, t\u00eb cilit ndan\u00eb i q\u00ebndronte arkivoli i kuq\u00ebrremt\u00eb, i punuar prej drurit t\u00eb arr\u00ebs. \u2013 Shtat\u00eb deg\u00eb, – e d\u00ebgjoj veten nga them. \u2013Po shtat\u00eb. Kaq i ka… \u2013 zgjohen z\u00ebrit t\u00eb vet ata p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. \u2013 Ti, q\u00eb ke mbledhur lule t\u00eb kaltra, prej nga vjen, – e shikoj t\u00eb parin. \u2013 Vij prej Gurishte, – p\u00ebrpihet ai, i pik\u00eblluar. \u2013 T\u00eb dhemb kund, – i them. \u2013Ka kund q\u00eb s`m\u00eb dhemb, – m`i zgurdullon syt\u00eb. \u2013 Nuk m\u00eb shpjeguat pse i ka shtat\u00eb deg\u00eb pema, n\u00ebn t\u00eb cil\u00ebn i deklamoni vargjet e poetit q\u00eb e varrosni. \u2013 I ka shtat\u00eb, – flet Dardania. – Ende nuk t\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb e qart\u00eb, – m\u00eb pyet, p\u00ebrmes habis\u00eb s\u00eb thell\u00eb, Iliri.<\/p>\n

\u2013 Pse hesht ti q\u00eb vjen prej Gurishte, – e zgjoj nga mendimi. \u2013 Dega, q\u00eb ik m`i varr pak e gjethuar, rr\u00ebnj\u00ebn e ka Toplic\u00eb. \u2013 Dega tjet\u00ebr, ajo q\u00eb e mban qiellin barr\u00eb n\u00eb vete, shp\u00ebrthen nga \u00c7am\u00ebria. \u2013 E treta e ka hijen n\u00eb Rizon\u00eb. Gjysma ka z\u00ebn\u00eb t`i thahet… \u2013 E kat\u00ebrta lidh moll\u00eb n\u00eb Ilirid\u00eb. \u2013 E pesta, ah e pesta… \u2013 E pesta, \u00e7far\u00eb? – \u00cbsht\u00eb Shqip\u00ebria. \u2013 Dega tjet\u00ebr \u00ebsht\u00eb Kosova e flijuar… \u2013 E shtata, do t\u00eb jet\u00eb kjo deg\u00eb mbi varr, p\u00ebrmes s\u00eb cil\u00ebs zogu i bardh\u00eb ik te besimi i vet? \u2013 Jo, dega e shtat\u00eb, nga nj\u00eb gdhe i trungut ngjash\u00ebm me feniksin vjen e kthehet prap\u00eb n\u00eb koh\u00eb. \u2013 Koha nuk kthehet kurr\u00eb.- Kthehet dhe nuk vdes kujtimi. \u2013 Nuk vdes kujtimi, nuk vdes, nuk vdes… – ia shikoj secilit lulet e ngrira n\u00eb dor\u00eb e ik. E l\u00eb kodr\u00ebn t\u00eb puqet t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht p\u00ebrmes varrit t\u00eb ri me qiellin, shkeli mbi mjegull\u00ebn q\u00eb ka r\u00ebn\u00eb dendur mbi lugin\u00ebn, q\u00eb derdhet p\u00ebrmes gryk\u00ebsh dhe fytet n\u00eb secil\u00ebn sht\u00ebpi p\u00ebrmes dritaresh, p\u00ebrmes dyersh, p\u00ebrmes dhembjes q\u00eb ka pllakosur sheshet, rrug\u00ebt, ullinjt\u00eb, pjeshkat… Ja, nga q\u00ebndrojn\u00eb kokulur deri n\u00eb pafund\u00ebsi, me deg\u00eb t\u00eb thyera, me gjethe t\u00eb thara, kaq t\u00eb pik\u00eblluara p\u00ebr vdekjen.<\/p>\n

E v\u00ebhtroj hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn e mb\u00ebshtjell\u00eb me mjegull e m\u00e7\u00eb derdhen vargje t\u00eb dhembjes p\u00ebr token e cils ksq lsrg tashm\u00eb dhe kaq e af\u00ebrtm\u00eb megjithat\u00eb. Ec I humbur e flas vargje n\u00eb hehtje e shaj ashp\u00ebr me n\u00ebn\u00eb.
\nshaj me n\u00ebn\u00eb<\/p>\n

pres t\u00eb bien nga deg\u00eb ulliri kokrrat mbi det
\nt\u00eb zgjohet dhe liria nga pika e ngrir\u00eb me vjet
\nt\u00ebr\u00eb vet\u00ebm n\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn e dritares me qemer
\ntavern\u00ebn e galer\u00ebs ndez h\u00ebna me flak\u00eb e er\u00eb
\nv\u00eb b\u00ebrrylat n\u00eb parvaz dhe faqet n\u00eb shuplaka<\/p>\n

detin e iku mendimit deri larg te n\u00ebn\u00eb plaka
\nzgjohem vetes apo bie prap\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb shtjell\u00eb
\nte kulla e k\u00ebshtjell\u00ebs ja zogu sjell lajm p\u00ebrs\u00ebri
\ne nj\u00ebri nga balshajt vet\u00ebtim\u00eb qiellit mbjell\u00eb<\/p>\n

ik n\u00eb koh\u00eb prek Tre Gurt\u00eb e Zinj n\u00eb Prevez\u00eb
\nmbi pullaz guri ja se\u00e7 krekoset nj\u00eb k\u00ebndes
\ne un\u00eb ngjitem lart te Molla e Kuqe n\u00eb Toplic\u00eb
\napo arrij te Guri i Kuq i Mal\u00ebsis\u00eb s\u00eb Madhe
\noh kaq prer\u00eb kaq cop\u00ebtuar e gjysm\u00eb i fjetur
\napo vet\u00ebm ndiej di\u00e7ka m`i fut gishtat n\u00eb gji
\ne shaj me n\u00ebn\u00eb e p\u00ebshtyj e vjell e vjell e vjell
\nRan\u00ebs p\u00ebrplaset uji perl\u00ebn guace e nxjerr<\/p>\n

n\u00eb Ulqin tre mij\u00eb vjet bie shi n\u00eb deg\u00ebt me ulli<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Zbres i drunjt\u00eb, me dhembje n\u00eb kraharor, zbres. Ik. E l\u00eb kodr\u00ebn, e cila z\u00eb t\u00eb fluturoj\u00eb pak mbi Pem\u00ebn me shtat\u00eb deg\u00eb, pak mbi mjegull\u00ebn e dendur dhe pak atje humbur, ku \u00ebndrra lidhet me Zogun dykrenor, i cili p\u00ebrmes flak\u00ebs dhe gjakut t\u00eb vet gur\u00ebzohet n\u00eb flamur… Un\u00eb zbres kodr\u00ebn, t\u00eb pikturuar me nj\u00eb trung me shtat\u00eb deg\u00eb e nj\u00eb varr, e f\u00ebmij\u00ebt \u2013 me lulet e ngrira n\u00eb duar, lidhen me kujtimin dhe lotin p\u00ebrmes pik\u00ebllimit t\u00eb thell\u00eb; zgjohen fytyr\u00ebverdh\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr tingujt me jehon\u00eb –<\/p>\n

\u201cSa xhepa i ka vjeshta?\u201d
\n\u201cSa?!\u201d
\n\u201cSa xhepa i ka…?\u201d
\n\u201cKush!?\u201d
\nVjeshta, de, vet\u00eb vjeshta…
\n\u2013 Oh, nga rrjedh tash kjo, – shikoj rreth. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt me lule t\u00eb ngrira n\u00eb parzma prekin nj\u00ebri tjetrin e lozin, fluturojn\u00eb,fluturojn\u00eb e… qielli, t\u00eb cilin e puthin nuk bie kurr\u00eb, vet\u00ebm digjet nga gjaku i tyre i amshuar…Fluturojn\u00eb. Fluturojn\u00eb. Fluturojn\u00eb… Ndonj\u00ebri me ndonj\u00eb lod\u00ebr, tjetri me biciklet\u00eb n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb, I treti me ndonj\u00eb kal\u00eb nga p\u00ebrrallat, me ndonj\u00eb nj\u00eb brir\u00ebsh.
\nDigjem dhe un\u00eb e eci, eci i menduar… nga po ik kjo rrjedh\u00eb, ky kurth!
\nEci dhe e kujtoj nj\u00eb cop\u00ebz poezi nga i vdekuri, i gjall\u00eb n\u00eb reshta, \u201cSa xhepa i ka vjeshta?\u201d
\nEci rreth gurit t\u00eb lul\u00ebzuar.
\nEci rreth zemr\u00ebs e hyj n\u00eb zem\u00ebr.<\/p>\n

Eci rreth pem\u00ebs, nj\u00ebra nga shat\u00eb deg\u00ebt gjithnj\u00eb i zgjatet mbi varrin nga hapej e nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht p\u00ebrfundimisht kuptoj se jeta \u00ebsht\u00eb gjithsesi m\u00eb e thell\u00eb e m\u00eb e madhe se \u00e7do gj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtim nd\u00ebrmjet dy stacionesh.\u00cbsht\u00eb m\u00eb e lasht\u00eb sesa kodra, m\u00eb e ndritshme sesa besimi. Kodra l\u00ebviz rreth pem\u00ebs,e pema mbi varr l\u00ebshon deg\u00ebn e gjethuar. Kodra vazhdon t\u00eb l\u00ebviz amshimit t\u00eb vet, bashk\u00eb me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt me lule ngjyrash t\u00eb ylberit n\u00eb duar, me varrin nga hapej nd\u00ebrmjet tok\u00ebs e qiellit. \u00c7do gj\u00eb q\u00ebndron pezull, b\u00ebhet gjithnj\u00eb m\u00eb surrealiste pamja e jashtme dhe e brendshme, m\u00eb e magjishme, ngjitet e l\u00ebshohet nd\u00ebrmjet fijesh t\u00eb m\u00ebndafshta t\u00eb mjegull\u00ebs, nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb e s\u00eb cil\u00ebs nd\u00ebrrohet n\u00eb pallat t\u00eb bardh\u00eb, pjesa tjet\u00ebr kthehet n\u00eb k\u00ebshtjell\u00eb t\u00eb kristalt\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Nd\u00ebrmjet ecin f\u00ebmij\u00ebt me lule n\u00eb parzma. Kortezhi b\u00ebhet kolon\u00eb. I afrohet detit, i afrohet sheshit t\u00eb mermert\u00eb rreth Pallatit t\u00eb Dioklecianit, mbi t\u00eb cilin pik gjak e drit\u00eb nj\u00eb gjeth i gjelb\u00ebr nga dega e zgjatur mbi varr e poetit. \u2013Poet\u00ebt nuk vdesin, – d\u00ebgjoj nga vjen z\u00ebri i korit nga Pallati i Dioklecianit. \u2013 Natyrisht, poet\u00ebt nuk vdesin. Ag De vet\u00ebm iku n\u00eb amshim, -bie me tiktak zemre z\u00ebri i pavdeksh\u00ebm i shpirtit… e \u2013 f\u00ebmij\u00ebt i hedhin mbi arkivol poetit lule me ngjyra ylberi, t\u00eb mbledhura n\u00eb yrtet e malet prej nga vijn\u00eb, t\u00eb ndjekur, t\u00eb d\u00ebbuar nga vatrat e lashta, t\u00eb varruar e t\u00eb l\u00ebnduar nga vras\u00ebsit e veriut … \u2013 Tash, kush, me cilin varg do t\u00eb na kthej\u00eb n\u00eb vete… \u2013 d\u00ebgjoheshin t\u00eb pik\u00eblluar. \u2013 Takohemi prap\u00eb gjat\u00eb rrug\u00ebtimit t\u00eb KShF t\u00eb Agimit, d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb prap\u00eb vargje q\u00eb jan\u00eb ila\u00e7 p\u00ebr shpirtin, – qaja e zbrisja nga kodra, ecja ndan\u00eb liqenit nga i cili ngrehej lart mjegulla e mbi uj\u00eb vag\u00ebllonte drita rreth hijesh t\u00eb pik\u00eblluara t\u00eb mjellmave.<\/p>\n

Kaloja p\u00ebrball\u00eb nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpie me dritare t\u00eb hapura, prej nga derdheshin tinguj t\u00eb nj\u00eb serenade dhe tufa fijesh ngjyr\u00eb vjollc\u00eb e shtrinin muzgun n\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb.
\nEci dhe zgjohem nga pik\u00ebllimi. D\u00ebgjoj zgjim tjet\u00ebr nga trokitja n\u00eb zem\u00ebr dhe n\u00eb nj\u00eb der\u00eb gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb hapur n\u00eb gjith\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n

– Tak-tak, dikush troket n\u00eb der\u00eb t\u00eb mikut.
\nN\u00eb liqen ka r\u00ebn\u00eb qielli me h\u00ebn\u00eb e yje.
\nD\u00ebgjoj… trishtili cic\u00ebrin n\u00eb triskull t\u00eb fikut,
\ne larg, larg…ja, edhe trumbeta bie.<\/p>\n

Prej dhom\u00ebs s\u00eb Ilirit me dritare t\u00eb hapur
\nderdhen vargje nga \u201cGjevrek\u00ebt e liqenit\u201d.<\/p>\n

Befas nj\u00eb vet\u00ebtim\u00eb gjarp\u00ebron n\u00eb hap\u00ebsi`.
\n– \u00c7` \u00ebsht\u00eb kjo? \u2013 dal n\u00eb dritare me habi.
\nJa, aty te kroi, ti mban p\u00ebr dore nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb,
\nshikoheni t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshur n\u00eb syt\u00eb e drenit!<\/p>\n

N\u00eb zem\u00ebr trumbeta e art\u00eb d\u00ebgjohet p\u00ebrs\u00ebri,
\nnd\u00ebrsa mbi kujtimin bie e bie e bie shi.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Bie shi n\u00eb dhembje, bie shi mbi nj\u00eb kujtim, mbi nj\u00eb zjarr t\u00eb pashuar…
\nNj\u00eb vit e gjysm\u00eb, apo m\u00eb shum\u00eb… para ndarjes s\u00eb Tij nga jeta, e takova n\u00eb sheshin Zahir Pajaziti, n\u00eb Prishtin\u00eb. (Me t\u00eb, FB dhe un\u00eb, qem\u00eb bashk\u00eb gjat\u00eb shkollimit fillor dhe t\u00eb mes\u00ebm, t\u00eb tre pastaj p\u00ebr nj\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb ushtronim detyr\u00ebn e gazetarit). Biseduam aty… n\u00eb shesh, me at\u00eb rast, p\u00ebr gj\u00ebra t\u00eb dit\u00ebs dhe n\u00eb t\u00eb ndar\u00eb e pyeta: \u2013 Do t\u00eb mund t\u00eb ndash pak koh\u00eb, t\u00eb ma lexosh nj\u00eb kuror\u00eb ting\u00ebllimash p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00eb? \u2013 Gjithsesi, – tha. \u2013 Vet\u00ebm ndoshta nuk t\u00eb ngutet. \u2013 Aspak… \u2013 ia b\u00ebra. \u2013 Dua ta di ve\u00e7 nj\u00eb gj\u00eb: sa \u00ebsht\u00eb ky krijim imi p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00eb, asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr! Ia d\u00ebrgova poezin\u00eb dhe ca koh\u00eb m\u00eb von\u00eb, ktheva te ai n\u00eb Fakultetin Filologjik. I kishte lexuar, si\u00e7 thuhet \u2013 me laps, vargjet.<\/p>\n

Dhe, ngaq\u00eb ai m\u00eb s’\u00ebsht\u00eb mes nesh, nuk e cek asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb lidhur me at\u00eb q\u00eb e tha gojarisht p\u00ebr poezin\u00eb… \u2013 Ja, – ma zgjati dor\u00ebshkrimin, krye t\u00eb cilit kishte sh\u00ebnuar me ngjyr\u00eb t\u00eb kuqe-nj\u00eb plus (+) dhe \u201c – Sonet shum\u00eb i suksessh\u00ebm!\u201d N\u00eb ndarje hodhi iden\u00eb, q\u00eb po t\u00eb qe e mundur kurora t\u00eb realizohej – nj\u00eb sonet, nj\u00eb ilustrim, pa e ngarkuar me asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Ja, megjithat\u00eb , s`po i p\u00ebrmbahem t\u00ebr\u00ebsisht porosis\u00eb q\u00eb ma dha, ngaq\u00eb librin e ilustruar nga Agi e p\u00ebrgatita dhe me disa vargje-p\u00ebrjetime nga disa pjes\u00ebmarrje n\u00eb or\u00eb letrare t\u00eb Karvanit poetik t\u00eb Tij, i cili udh\u00ebton dhe tash nga mjedisi n\u00eb mjedis… gjithnj\u00eb me T\u00eb n\u00eb ball\u00eb!<\/p>\n

Asgj\u00eb megjithat\u00eb nuk mbeti e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb. N\u00eb mbledhjen e par\u00eb nga ikja e Tij, IbKa-u e propozoi XheSy-n\u00eb koordinator p\u00ebr tre muajt e ardhsh\u00ebm, t\u00eb mos k\u00ebputet rrug\u00ebtimi i Karvanit.
\n-Pse e propozoi Xhsu-n\u00eb?
\n-Ve\u00e7 t\u00eb p\u00ebrfitonte lek\u00eb kripjuesi si\u00e7 \u00ebsht\u00eb IbKa-u, ai i th\u00ebn\u00e7in krijues, pa fizionomi, pa kapecitet e vler\u00eb \u2026
\n–Ndonj\u00ebri heshti, i dyti e futi kok\u00ebn mes buth\u00ebsh. Vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr ndonj\u00eb p\u00ebrfitim material.
\n\u2013Pse, t\u00eb mos jet\u00eb ai XheSy? – qe z\u00ebri protestues, t\u00eb cilin e n\u00ebp\u00ebrk\u00ebmb\u00ebn pak veta, mes atyre q\u00eb kishin p\u00ebrgatitur komplotin…
\n-Ve\u00e7 pse \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb hi\u00e7 krijues, nj\u00eb shkarravit\u00ebs, krijues pa fizionomi, pa baz\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebhet ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb krijues i merituar, \u2013 m\u00eb p\u00ebrmendi n\u00eb mes t\u00eb rrug\u00ebs mashtrimi e tradhtia, pafund\u00ebsia e vrasjes s\u00eb paramenduar, gjithnj\u00eb p\u00ebr ca monedha, shitur 4S-it.<\/p>\n

IbKa-u me fytyr\u00eb t\u00eb mjerueshme m\u00eb kapi p\u00ebr krahu e m\u00eb pagoi nj\u00eb kafe n\u00eb hap\u00ebsirat e gazet\u00ebs \u201dZ\u00ebri\u201d. Fytyra i ndriste `i cop\u00ebz t\u00eb shitur e t\u00eb vulosur t\u00eb 4S-it. B\u00ebri nj\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekje t\u00eb fshehte varf\u00ebrin\u00eb e vet, t\u00eb lidhte q\u00ebllimin pse XheSy \u00ebsht\u00eb i domosdosh\u00ebm aty. \u2013Natyrisht, – ia b\u00ebra me z\u00eb, pa e ndjer\u00eb t\u00eb nevojshme t`i thosha pse e b\u00ebnin at\u00eb gj\u00eb, pa ia th\u00ebn\u00eb tro\u00e7 t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn e sh\u00ebrbimit t\u00eb tyre t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr, nga i cili nuk mund t\u00eb lirohen dot p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjall\u00eb! IbKa-u kaher\u00eb ia kishte shitur djallit shpirtit. Kjo gj\u00eb qe v\u00ebrejtur dhe nga kritika p\u00ebr librat q\u00eb i botonte\u2026<\/p>\n

– E b\u00ebnin k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr ta vrar\u00eb vler\u00ebn letrare t\u00eb librit!
\nE b\u00ebnin at\u00eb gj\u00eb, at\u00eb shitje shpirti dhe p\u00ebr ca monedha, natyrisht!
\nPo, po… Vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr kaq syt\u00eb e varf\u00ebr iu ndritnin.
\n…Ecja vet\u00eb i dyzeti p\u00ebr n\u00eb shesh.
\nBinte pafund\u00ebsi n\u00eb t\u00eb dy krah\u00ebt e udh\u00ebs.
\nFanari ndriste krye sheshit t\u00eb liris\u00eb.
\nEci brenda vetes e kuptoj se jet\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb poezia.
\nKuptoj se jet\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb Fedora.<\/p>\n

Eci sheshit t\u00eb takohem me t\u00eb, t`i them se e dua, t`i them se kuptimi i dashuris\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb udh\u00ebtimi n\u00eb mes dy stacionesh t\u00eb ndezura flak\u00eb nga etja. Eci dhe e kujtoj pamjen her\u00eb pik\u00eblluese e her\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr pjes\u00eb t\u00eb madh\u00ebshtis\u00eb s\u00eb vog\u00eblsis\u00eb s\u00eb shpirtit t\u00eb \u00e7ilt\u00ebr, pjes\u00eb t\u00eb drit\u00ebs s\u00eb shp\u00ebrthyer nga librat q\u00eb AgDe i la p\u00ebr brezat… Eci e nga larg e shikoj n\u00eb sy Fedor\u00ebn. Syt\u00eb thon\u00eb e flasin zjarrin e shpirtit, e flasin qiellin, e flasin detin, e flasin etjen, \u00ebndrr\u00ebn… T\u00eb qe ashtu, at\u00ebher\u00eb , kjo nj\u00ebmend qenka dashuria. Iu afrova dhe me gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gjith\u00ebsi n\u00eb vete i hapa krah\u00ebt dhe e p\u00ebrqafova.<\/p>\n

– Ec! Nuk dua t\u00eb arrijm\u00eb n\u00eb gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb shfaqjes, – nxora z\u00eb.
\n– Ka mjaft koh\u00eb.
\n– Ec. Mund t\u00eb vonohemi, zem\u00ebr.
\n– Nuk na ka ftuar kush.
\n– Ata i ftojn\u00eb vet\u00ebm mediokrit … shkarravit\u00ebsit, t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebt e sojit t\u00eb tyre!
\n– Prej nga u shfaq\u00ebn, vall\u00eb?
\n– T\u00eb dy k\u00eblysh t\u00eb njohur, te dal\u00eb nga mitet e trilluara t\u00eb n\u00ebntok\u00ebs ortodokse.
\n– Pse pra t\u00eb ikim atje, te ata?!
\n– Pun\u00eb e madhe, pema nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e tyre! M\u00eb s\u00eb paku \u00ebsht\u00eb e tyre. Fare pak!
\n– E kujt \u00ebsht\u00eb,at\u00ebher\u00eb !?
\n– E ombrell\u00ebs s\u00eb ministris\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb. E secilit poet, por … ata, t\u00eb dy, hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn e l\u00ebn\u00eb bosh nga ti e un\u00eb e vjedhin, e zhg\u00ebrryej\u00eb pak-pak, me kthetra qensh… t`i thahen rr\u00ebnj\u00ebt qiellit t\u00eb pem\u00ebs tashm\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb nga Ai q\u00eb e mbolli.
\n– Pse i vret drita e pem\u00ebs s\u00eb vet, zot?
\n– Ata e gjaku i tyre jan\u00eb t\u00eb pafuqish\u00ebm t\u00eb krijojn\u00eb drit\u00eb. B\u00ebjn\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekje t\u00eb krijojn\u00eb ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb t\u00eb trilluar p\u00ebr ta arsyetuar boshll\u00ebkun e vet.
\n– Drita nuk krijohet pse ti ke d\u00ebshir\u00eb ta krijosh…
\n– I nd\u00ebrsen n\u00eb etjen sherp ajo q\u00eb i ka bir\u00ebsuar, hija me kos\u00eb, n\u00ebntoka, prej nga vijn\u00eb! Brenda korniz\u00ebs s\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre, nuk ka zjarr, nuk ka gjak, nuk ka art.
\n– Pse marrin frym\u00eb kaq t\u00eb vdekur?
\n– I jepen iluzionit, mes dehjes s\u00eb gjakut e magjis\u00eb.
\n– E … kaq pa gjak.
\n– Kaq pa gjak!
\n– Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb shfaqje kjo, n\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn hap\u00ebsira krijohet sipas akrobacionit, sipas trillimit, sipas kutit! A \u00ebsht\u00eb apo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb?
\n– Shfaqje…po?
\n– Aspak m\u00eb shum\u00eb!?
\n– \u00cbsht\u00eb shfaqje, \u00ebsht\u00eb tregim, ve\u00e7 gjithnj\u00eb kaq sa i tyre,kaq i yti e i imi… natyrisht, i secilit me drit\u00ebn e ngjyr\u00ebn, me pesh\u00ebn dhe jehun e fyellit t\u00eb vet.
\n– Krijohen ngjyra ylberi aty?
\n– Do t\u00eb duhej… jo vet\u00ebm ngjyra, po dhe forma, po dhe muzik\u00eb.
\n– Rrjedha uji?
\n– Tregime p\u00ebr drit\u00ebn e shpirtit …
\n– Ti e merr k\u00ebt\u00eb tregim p\u00ebr kthimin n\u00eb vete, \u00e7aste t\u00eb pap\u00ebrs\u00ebritshme p\u00ebr nj\u00eb or\u00eb t\u00eb poezis\u00eb, nj\u00eb nism\u00eb… e nuk del t\u00eb jet\u00eb ashtu, aspak, jo.
\n– Pse?
\n– IbKa-u e XheSy kan\u00eb tregim tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb skalitur p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb .
\n– Tregimi i tyre ka t\u00eb b\u00ebj me vet\u00ebm ata t\u00eb dy, me krijesa me dy fytyra. Me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn fytyr\u00eb t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshin, me fytyr\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebshtyjn\u00eb. U dhemb prania jote apo imja. \u00c7do gj\u00eb e duan p\u00ebr vete.
\n– Pse t’ua vrasim k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsin\u00eb at\u00ebher\u00eb, pse t`ua kafshojm\u00eb \u00ebndrr\u00ebn!
\n– T\u00eb mos i ndalim n\u00eb varf\u00ebrin\u00eb e shpirtit, nuk do t\u00eb mund t\u00eb gjejn\u00eb fund!
\n– E kan\u00eb etjen flak\u00eb e mund\u00ebsin\u00eb e pagjak…
\n– Kaq larg vetes kan\u00eb zbritur?
\n– T\u00ebr\u00eb jet\u00ebn mendojn\u00eb t\u00eb ngjiten e gjithnj\u00eb vet\u00ebm zbresin, t\u00eb jargavitur…
\n– Gjithnj\u00eb n\u00eb etje, gjithnj\u00eb n\u00eb uri.
\n– Tashm\u00eb gjenden aty, n\u00eb at\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb n\u00eb mes t\u00eb \u00e7menduris\u00eb s\u00eb etjes e uris\u00eb, me duar t\u00eb zgjatura nga kodra, q\u00eb nuk ia dalin ta arrijn\u00eb…
\n– Lidhen p\u00ebr \u00ebndrra?
\n– E t\u00ebra ngjet n\u00eb p\u00ebrzierje dreqi …
\n– T\u00eb qe vet\u00ebm kaq!
\n– Tregim p\u00ebr Janusin! P\u00ebr dy kalor\u00ebs t\u00eb p\u00ebrhumbur, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt paraqiten me pamje t\u00eb dyfisht\u00eb; me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn fytyr\u00eb shikojn\u00eb nga brenda, me fytyr\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr nga jasht\u00eb. Kalor\u00ebsit e p\u00ebrhumbur,me t\u00eb cil\u00ebt merr frym\u00eb ky tregim , fytyrat e veta t\u00eb dyfishta i shohin vet\u00ebm n\u00eb monedha!
\n– Mendoja, shikohen n\u00eb pasqyra?
\n– Ikin nga pasqyrat, t\u00eb mos takohen me veten e cop\u00ebtuar!
\n– Thuret k\u00ebshtu ndopak ky tregim…
\n– Ky tregim i r\u00ebnd\u00eb q\u00eb vazhdon nd\u00ebrmjet fillimit e fundit, p\u00ebr or\u00ebt letrare t\u00eb akorduara p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e dal\u00eb nga lufta, p\u00ebr ata shpirtra t\u00eb \u00e7ilt\u00ebr, t\u00eb tubuar kok\u00eb m\u00eb kok\u00eb, n\u00eb pritje t\u00eb d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb nga vjen drita, nga k\u00ebputet hija e atyre q\u00eb ua vrau f\u00ebmij\u00ebrin\u00eb!
\n– Tregimi do t\u00eb duhej t\u00eb qe i k\u00ebtill\u00eb …
\n– Pse, s`\u00ebsht\u00eb?
\n– Jo!
\n– Jo!? Pse jo?
\n– Ka disa unaza q\u00eb e k\u00ebpusin harmonin\u00eb…
\n– E z\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb nuk ec\u00ebn. Vet\u00ebm pse copat q\u00eb rr\u00ebshqasin pasqyr\u00ebs krijojn\u00eb dy Jonusa. Ata, gjithnj\u00eb, shfaqen aty, natyrisht me dy fytyra! Her\u00eb me lirin\u00eb n\u00eb supe e her\u00eb tjet\u00ebr me nat\u00ebn. E t\u00ebra varet nga shtrirja e sip\u00ebrfaqes s\u00eb kuptimit… K\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshin ty, her\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebshtyjn\u00eb. Sillen maje varf\u00ebris\u00eb s\u00eb vet!
\n– Me dy shpirtra!
\n– Gjithnj\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00eb…
\n– Ata nuk mungojn\u00eb asnj\u00ebher\u00eb, n\u00eb asnj\u00eb shfaqje!
\n– Kaq shum\u00eb i duan f\u00ebmij\u00ebt ?!
\n– Vdesin p\u00ebr ca monedha!
\n– E f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, t\u00eb padjall\u00ebzuar… i presin goj\u00ebhapur. Arritjen e tyre e shkruajn\u00eb ngjarje n\u00eb ditar\u00ebt e tyre sekret.
\n– Tashm\u00eb kan\u00eb z\u00ebn\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn, ngjajn\u00eb n\u00eb lule, presin… Syt\u00eb u farfuritin ngjash\u00ebm me yjt\u00eb n\u00eb qiellin e pafund.
\n– E kam shkruar nj\u00eb poezi pik\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr ta nga d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb dhe b\u00ebjn\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekje t`i harrojn\u00eb katrahurat nga kan\u00eb arritur te ky \u00e7ast, te kjo or\u00eb poetike.
\n– Ma thuaj.
\n– \u00c7 far\u00eb?
\n– A nuk the ta kesh shkruar nj\u00eb poezi?
\n– O, po… d\u00ebgjoje.<\/p>\n

Poetika e Karvanit \u201cAD\u201d<\/p>\n

Para shtrihet fusha me lule, flutura e yj`.
\nNgjyra ylberi derdhen, ting\u00ebllim\u00eb uji t\u00eb kroit,
\nkalli` val\u00ebviten – det, deg\u00eb me lule t\u00eb ftoit.<\/p>\n

I shikoj kaq \u00e7upa e \u00e7una, t\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshur.
\nN\u00eb qiellin e syrit t\u00eb tyre fluturon nj\u00eb kumri,
\ne zemrat, oh zemrat, trokasin me furi…<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

– Pse e k\u00ebpute?
\n– T\u00eb arrijm\u00eb sa m\u00eb par\u00eb mes tyre; t`i d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb cili e ka emrin e rr\u00ebnj\u00ebs Ilir, t`i d\u00ebgjojm\u00eb sesi shpirti plot atdhe u b\u00ebhet krua, t`i shikojm\u00eb dhe t`i ndajm\u00eb n\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjta \u00ebndrrat, t\u00eb cilat porsi fluturat ikin qiellit e b\u00ebhen yje.
\n– Yje?
\n– Po, un\u00eb ua marr pak qiell, pak sy ua marr e ua jap nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb me fjal\u00eb, me zem\u00ebr dhe lul\u00ebkuqe, me kalli’, me plot yje..
\n– Yje?
\n– Secila shkronj\u00eb, secili varg ka yje, ka flutura, ka zem\u00ebr… Ndryshe, nuk do t\u00eb d\u00ebgjoheshim, nuk do t\u00eb ndiheshim, nuk do t\u00eb fluturonim nga zemra n\u00eb zem\u00ebr, nga dega n\u00eb deg\u00eb t\u00eb pem\u00ebs me tridhjet\u00eb e gjasht\u00eb shkronja, nga guri n\u00eb gur, nga dritarja n\u00eb dritaren me pamje n\u00eb det, plot drit\u00eb…
\n– Kush iu b\u00eb udh\u00eb, gjith\u00ebsi e atdhe, liri e det e zem\u00ebr… trung e zog e kull\u00eb, hap\u00ebsir\u00eb e koh\u00eb, nj\u00eb \u00ebndrre kaq t\u00eb pafundme?<\/p>\n

– Secilin gur ia ka lidhur me drit\u00eb e gjak AD, secil\u00ebn dritare ia ka hapur nga agu, me dashuri e tufa zogjsh, me ngjyra ylberi… ngjash\u00ebm me Rozafatin. Rreth k\u00ebshtjell\u00ebs, n\u00eb ball\u00eb t\u00eb s\u00eb cil\u00ebs me nj\u00ebrin gji jasht\u00eb murit q\u00ebndronte Roza, pik\u00eb-pik\u00eb nga i pikon qum\u00ebshti p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e p\u00ebrvajsh\u00ebm, me sy t\u00eb ngulitur n\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn e argjendt\u00eb. Aty ndrisnin dhe Gjevrek\u00ebt e liqenit, fusha ngado mbushej me lule, kullosnin sutat e drer\u00ebt k\u00ebrcenin mbi ylberin… \u00e7do gj\u00eb, me artin e vet, zgjonte ngjyra, fluturime e ritme dhe muzik\u00eb nga fjal\u00ebt, vargjet e poezit\u00eb e brendshme t\u00eb shpirtit krijonin peizazhe t\u00eb pap\u00ebrs\u00ebritshme me rrahje flatrash, me cic\u00ebrima magjike, vinin e shkonin pand\u00ebrprer\u00eb, t\u00eb lidhura me shkulma e vorbulla e rrjedha t\u00eb Bun\u00ebs, q\u00eb merrte gjarp\u00ebrimin p\u00ebr n\u00eb det… gjithnj\u00eb k\u00ebshtu derisa s`u shua AD, derisa nuk u shfaq Xhesy e IbKa-u, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt pak-pak, nat\u00ebn nis\u00ebn ta kafshojn\u00eb, ta rr\u00ebnojn\u00eb, t`ia prishnin harmonin\u00eb mrekullis\u00eb me hijen e tyre, q\u00eb ngjan n\u00eb dy qen frikacak, n\u00eb dy gica t\u00eb uritur.<\/p>\n

– Kush zot k\u00ebshtu e rr\u00ebnon kull\u00ebn e p\u00ebrjetshme, t\u00eb bardh\u00eb, kush e pi drit\u00ebn, e vret shpirtin e vet, kush ia ngul dh\u00ebmb\u00ebt mitit?
\n– Xhesy e ai sh\u00ebrb\u00ebtori tjet\u00ebr, p\u00ebr ta ushqyer \u00e7mendurin\u00eb e shpirtit t\u00eb varf\u00ebr, ia vjedhin kull\u00ebs dhe qiellin, ia vjedhin syrit dhe zogjt\u00eb e fluturat, t\u00eb gjitha bukurin\u00eb, ia k\u00ebpusin ylberit dhe ndonj\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb, ia k\u00ebpusin \u00ebndrr\u00ebs dhe udh\u00ebn, t\u00eb mos arrij\u00eb andej m\u00eb asnj\u00eb krijues i ri, por vet\u00ebm hijet e tyre ende t\u00eb lidhura me nat\u00ebn dhe vetmin\u00eb, t\u00eb lidhura me zinxhir\u00eb p\u00ebr rob\u00ebrin\u00eb e territ dhe etjet e n\u00ebntok\u00ebs ortodokse. T\u00eb dy besnik\u00eb t\u00eb trurit t\u00eb varf\u00ebr, b\u00ebjn\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekje t`ia mbyllin nga ndonj\u00eb dritare Kull\u00ebs, t\u00eb mos e prek drita, b\u00ebjn\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekje ta thajn\u00eb nga ndonj\u00eb pem\u00eb, t\u00eb ngrij\u00eb brenda fjal\u00ebs nga ndonj\u00eb zog, deti t\u00eb ik nga vetja e Bun\u00ebs t`i k\u00ebputet nga nj\u00eb rrjedh\u00eb…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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