{"id":53334,"date":"2020-04-04T23:28:18","date_gmt":"2020-04-04T22:28:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fjala.info\/?p=53334"},"modified":"2020-04-04T23:28:18","modified_gmt":"2020-04-04T22:28:18","slug":"dy-poezi-nga-frida-kahlo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jehonashqiptare.al\/fjala\/dy-poezi-nga-frida-kahlo\/","title":{"rendered":"Dy poezi nga Frida Kahlo"},"content":{"rendered":"

FRIDA KAHLO<\/strong>
\n1907 \u2013 1954<\/em><\/h3>\n

Frida Kahlo de Rivera<\/strong> (Shqiptimi spanjisht: [\u02c8f\u027ei\u00f0a \u02c8kalo]; 6 korrik, 1907 \u2013 13 korrik, 1954), lindur si Magdalena Carmen Frieda Kahlo y Calder\u00f3n, ishte nj\u00eb piktore dhe poete meksikane…<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

PA TINGUJ<\/strong><\/p>\n

Hyja dhe zbrisja jasht\u00eb kohe n\u00eb rropullit\u00eb tok\u00ebs,
\nku “mikia ime imagjinare” m\u00eb priste p\u00ebrher\u00eb.
\nNuk e mbaj mend pamjen ose ngjyr\u00ebn e saj.
\nPor mbaj mend g\u00ebzimin e saj – ajo qeshte shum\u00eb.
\nPa tinguj.
\nIshte e shkath\u00ebt dhe vall\u00ebzonte
\nsikur t\u00eb mos kishte asnj\u00eb pesh\u00eb.
\nE ndiqja n\u00eb \u00e7do l\u00ebvizje t\u00eb saj dhe i tregoja,
\nshqet\u00ebsimet e mia sekrete, nd\u00ebrsa ajo k\u00ebrcente.
\n\u00c7ilat? S’i mbaj mend.
\nPor ajo i dinte nga z\u00ebri im t\u00eb gjitha gj\u00ebrat.
\nKur kthehesha n\u00eb dritare, hyja
\nn\u00eb t\u00eb njejt\u00ebn der\u00eb e vizatuar mbi qelq.
\nKur? Sa koh\u00eb qesh me t\u00eb? Nuk e di
\nMbase nj\u00eb sekond\u00eb ose mij\u00ebra vjet … isha i lumtur.
\nMbyllja der\u00ebn me dor\u00eb dhe zhdukesha.
\nVrapoja me sekretin tim g\u00ebzimin tim
\nn\u00eb cepin m\u00eb t\u00eb larg\u00ebt t\u00eb oborrit t\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb time,
\ndhe p\u00ebrher\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin vend,
\nn\u00ebn nj\u00eb pem\u00eb qitroje, b\u00ebrtita dhe qeshja.
\nE habitur se qesh e vetme me lumturin\u00eb time t\u00eb madhe
\ndhe me kujtiin kaq t\u00eb gjall\u00eb t\u00eb vog\u00eblushes.
\nKan\u00eb kaluar 34 vjet nga q\u00eb kur e kam jetuar
\nat\u00eb miq\u00ebsi magjike dhe sa her\u00eb q\u00eb e kujtoj,
\nat\u00eb ajo ringjallet dhe rritet,
\ngjithnj\u00eb e m\u00eb shum\u00eb brenda bot\u00ebs sime.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/p>\n

NATA IME<\/strong>
\nLetra q\u00eb nuk iu d\u00ebrguar kurr\u00eb<\/em>
\nDiego Riveras nga Frida Kahlo<\/em><\/p>\n

Nata ime \u00ebsht\u00eb pa h\u00ebn\u00eb.
\nNata ime ka sy t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj
\nt\u00eb cil\u00ebt ngulen mbi nj\u00eb drite gri q\u00eb filtrohet n\u00eb dritare.
\nNata ime qan dhe jast\u00ebku b\u00ebhet i lag\u00ebsht, i ftoht\u00eb.
\nNata ime \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjat\u00eb e tendose e drejt nj\u00eb pafund\u00ebsie t\u00eb pasigurt.
\nNata ime m\u00eb nxiton n\u00eb munges\u00ebn t\u00ebnde.
\nT\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj, k\u00ebrkoj trupin t\u00ebnd t\u00eb pafund, pran\u00eb timit,
\nfrym\u00ebn t\u00ebnde, er\u00ebn t\u00ebnde.
\nNata ime m\u00eb p\u00ebrgjigjet: bosh; nata ime me ftohtin
\ndhe vetmin\u00eb.
\nPo k\u00ebrkoj nj\u00eb pik\u00eb kontakti: l\u00ebkur\u00ebn t\u00ebnde. Ku je ?
\nku je ? Kthehem n\u00eb t\u00eb katra an\u00ebt, jast\u00ebku i lag\u00ebsht,
\nfaqja ime ngjitur mbi t\u00eb, flok\u00ebt e mi t\u00eb lagur mbi t\u00ebmtha.
\nJo \u00ebsht\u00eb e pamundur q\u00eb ti t\u00eb mos jesh k\u00ebtu.
\nMendja ime endet, mendimet e mia ven\u00eb e vijn\u00eb e mblidhen,
\ntrupin tim s’mund ta kuptoj. Trupi im do t\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00eblqente.
\nTrupi im, kjo zon\u00eb e gjymtuar, do donte t\u00eb harrohej
\np\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast n\u00eb ngroht\u00ebsin\u00eb t\u00ebnde,
\ntrupi im pretendon disa or\u00eb qet\u00ebsi.
\nNata ime \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb zem\u00ebr e rr\u00ebgjuar n\u00eb nj\u00eb zhele.
\nNata ime e di q\u00eb do t\u00eb doja t\u00eb t\u00eb shikoja,
\nt\u00eb ndiqja me duar \u00e7do kurb\u00eb t\u00eb trupit t\u00ebnd,
\nt\u00eb njoh fytyr\u00ebn t\u00ebnde dhe ta p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja.
\nNata ime m\u00eb mbyt n\u00eb munges\u00ebn t\u00ebnde.
\nNata ime p\u00ebrpiqet prej dashuris\u00eb,
\najo q\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb argumentoj,
\npor q\u00eb p\u00ebrplaset n\u00eb muzg, n\u00eb \u00e7do fib\u00ebr timen.
\nNata ime do t\u00eb doja t\u00eb t\u00eb th\u00ebrriste por ajo s’ka z\u00eb.
\nPra do donte t\u00eb t\u00eb th\u00ebrriste dhe t’\u00eb shr\u00ebngohej me ty
\np\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast t\u00eb harronte k\u00ebt\u00eb koh\u00eb q\u00eb masakron.
\nTrupi im nuk mund t\u00eb kuptoj\u00eb.
\nAi ka nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr ty aq sa dhe p\u00ebr mua,
\nndoshta mund t\u00eb jet\u00eb aq thell\u00eb,
\nun\u00eb dhe trupi im, ne formojm\u00eb nj\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb.
\nTrupi im ka nevoj\u00eb p\u00ebr ty, shpesh ti gati m\u00eb ke sh\u00ebruar.
\nNata ime g\u00ebrmon derisa nuk t\u00eb ndjej m\u00eb mishin dhe ndjenj\u00ebn
\nq\u00eb b\u00ebhet m\u00eb i fort\u00eb, m\u00eb akut, pa substanc\u00ebn materiale,
\nnata ime m\u00eb djeg me dashuri.
\n\u00cbsht\u00eb ora kat\u00ebr e tridhjet\u00eb e m\u00ebngjesit.
\nNata ime po m\u00eb rraskapit. E di q\u00eb m\u00eb ka marr\u00eb malli
\ndhe e gjith\u00eb err\u00ebsira e saj nuk mjafton p\u00ebr ta fshehur
\nk\u00ebt\u00eb d\u00ebshmi q\u00eb shk\u00eblqen si teh n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb,
\nnat\u00ebn time do doja t\u00eb kisha krah\u00eb t\u00eb fluturoja deri tek ti,
\nt\u00eb mb\u00ebshtjellja n\u00eb gjum\u00eb dhe t\u00eb t\u00eb ktheja prap\u00eb te vetja
\nN\u00eb gjum\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb ndjeje af\u00ebr dhe pa t\u00eb zgjuar
\nkrah\u00ebt e tu do t\u00eb m\u00eb shtr\u00ebngonin.
\nNata ime nuk sjell k\u00ebshilla.
\nNata ime mendon p\u00ebr ty, si nj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr me sy hapur.
\nNata ime pik\u00ebllohet dhe humbet.
\nNata ime thekson vetmin\u00eb time, t\u00eb gjitha vetmit\u00eb.
\nHeshtja e saj d\u00ebgjon vet\u00ebm z\u00ebrat e mi t\u00eb brendsh\u00ebm.
\nNata ime \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjat\u00eb, e gjat\u00eb, e gjat\u00eb.
\nNata ime do frik\u00ebsohej se mos dita s’dukej m\u00eb,
\npor n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn koh\u00eb nata ime ka frik\u00eb nga dukla e saj,
\nsepse dita \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb dit\u00eb artificiale n\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn \u00e7do or\u00eb vlen
\ndy her\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb dhe pa ty, v\u00ebrtet s’jetohet m\u00eb.
\nNata ime pyet n\u00ebse dita ime duket si nata ime.
\nQ\u00eb do shpjegonte nat\u00ebn time si koh\u00eb dhe dit\u00eb.
\nNata ime d\u00ebshiron t’m\u00eb vesh\u00eb e t’m\u00eb shtyj\u00eb
\nq\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb shkoj t\u00eb gjej njeriun tim.
\nPor nata ime e di se ajo q\u00eb ata e quajn\u00eb \u00e7menduri,
\nnga \u00e7do rend, mbjell \u00e7rregull, \u00ebsht\u00eb e ndaluar.
\nNata ime pyet veten se \u00e7far\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e ndaluar.
\nNuk \u00ebsht\u00eb e ndaluar t\u00eb b\u00ebshesh nj\u00eb trup me trup me t\u00eb, k\u00ebt\u00eb e di ajo,
\npor irritohet kur sheh nj\u00eb mish t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb trup
\nm\u00eb vete n\u00eb buz\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebshp\u00ebrimit. Nj\u00eb mish s’\u00ebsht\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb
\np\u00ebr t’u martuar me asgj\u00ebn\u00eb. Nata ime t\u00eb do ty
\nderi thell\u00eb brenda vetes,e rrezonon prap\u00eb me timen.
\nNata ime ushqehet me jehona imagjinare.
\nAjo mund ta b\u00ebj\u00eb. Un\u00eb, d\u00ebshtoj
\nNata ime m\u00eb v\u00ebshtron. Shikimi i saj \u00ebsht\u00eb i qet\u00eb
\ndhe i b\u00ebn insinuat\u00eb vetes n\u00eb \u00e7so gj\u00eb.
\nNata ime do donte q\u00eb ti t\u00eb ishe k\u00ebtu p\u00ebr t\u00eb insinuar veten
\nedhe brenda vetes me \u00ebmb\u00eblsi.
\nNata ime t\u00eb pret, trupi im t\u00eb pret.
\nNata ime do donte q\u00eb ti t\u00eb pushoje n\u00eb zgav\u00ebrr
\nt\u00eb shpin\u00ebs sime e un\u00eb t\u00eb pushoja n\u00eb zgavrr\u00ebn t\u00ebnde.
\nNata ime do donte t\u00eb ish spektatore e k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsis\u00eb sime dhe k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsis\u00eb t\u00ebnde,
\nq\u00eb t\u00eb t’shihte dhe t’m\u00eb shikonte me t\u00eb dridhurat prej k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsis\u00eb.
\nNata ime do donte t\u00eb shihte pamjet tona
\ndhe ne i kemi pamjet tona plot d\u00ebshir\u00eb.
\nNata ime do donte t\u00eb mbante n\u00eb duar \u00e7do spaz\u00ebm.
\nNata ime do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej e \u00ebmb\u00ebl.
\nNata ime ankohet n\u00eb heshtjen e vetmis\u00eb s\u00eb saj
\nn\u00eb kujtimin p\u00ebt ty,
\nNata ime \u00ebsht\u00eb e gjat\u00eb, e gjat\u00eb, e gjat\u00eb.
\nHumbet koka, por s’mund t’largoj\u00eb imazhin t\u00ebnd
\nnga un\u00eb,s’mund ta davarit d\u00ebshir\u00ebn time.
\nPo vdes sepse nuk je k\u00ebtu dhe ai po m\u00eb vret mua.
\nNata ime t\u00eb k\u00ebrkon vazhdimisht, trupi im nuk arrin
\nt\u00eb konceptoj\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb na ndaj ndonj\u00eb rrug\u00eb
\nose \u00e7far\u00ebdo gjeografie.
\nTrupi im b\u00ebhet i marr\u00eb prej dhimbjejes
\nsa t\u00eb mos mund t\u00eb jeni n\u00eb gjendje
\nt\u00eb njihni figur\u00ebn tuaj ose hijen tuaj
\nn\u00eb zem\u00ebr t\u00eb nat\u00ebs.
\nTrupi im do donte t\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafonte n\u00eb gjumin t\u00ebnd,
\ntrupi im do donte t\u00eb flinte n\u00eb mes t\u00eb nat\u00ebs
\ndhe n\u00eb at\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb t\u00eb zgjohej me p\u00ebrqafimin t\u00ebnd.
\nNata ime ul\u00ebrin dhe luan velat, nata ime p\u00ebrplaset
\nme heshtjen t\u00ebnde, por trupi yt mbetet askund
\nku mund t\u00eb gjendet.
\nM\u00eb mungon shum\u00eb, aq shum\u00eb.
\nFjal\u00ebt tuaja, ngjyra jote. Dielli s\u00eb shpejti do t\u00eb lind\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Qyteti i Meksik\u00ebs, 12 Shtator 1939<\/em><\/p>\n

P\u00ebrktheu: Faslli Haliti<\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

FRIDA KAHLO 1907 \u2013 1954 Frida Kahlo de Rivera (Shqiptimi spanjisht: [\u02c8f\u027ei\u00f0a \u02c8kalo]; 6 korrik, 1907 \u2013 13 korrik, 1954), lindur si Magdalena Carmen Frieda Kahlo y Calder\u00f3n, ishte nj\u00eb piktore dhe poete meksikane… PA TINGUJ Hyja dhe zbrisja jasht\u00eb kohe n\u00eb rropullit\u00eb tok\u00ebs, ku “mikia ime imagjinare” m\u00eb priste p\u00ebrher\u00eb. 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