{"id":4985,"date":"2015-03-11T11:18:41","date_gmt":"2015-03-11T11:18:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=4985"},"modified":"2015-03-11T11:18:53","modified_gmt":"2015-03-11T11:18:53","slug":"nje-mbremje-poetike-me-shqiptaret-ne-detroit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=4985","title":{"rendered":"Nj\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje poetike me shqiptar\u00ebt n\u00eb Detroit"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><em>(Mbresa nga promovimi i librit tim me poezi mes shqiptar\u00ebve n\u00eb Detroit, 8 shkurt 2015.)<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/Enkelejda.Kondi.Masseboeuf\">Enkelejda Kondi-Masseboeuf<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Gjithnj\u00eb i kam adhuruar udh\u00ebtimet, eksplorimin e vendeve t\u00eb panjohura, por edhe takimet me njer\u00ebz t\u00eb rinj, sepse p\u00ebrher\u00eb m\u00ebson di\u00e7ka prej tyre. Pra, m\u00eb p\u00eblqejn\u00eb udh\u00ebtimet, por nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqejn\u00eb, madje m\u00eb stresojn\u00eb, mjetet me t\u00eb cilat m\u00eb duhet t\u00eb udh\u00ebtoj. Dhe n\u00eb udh\u00ebtimin e fundit p\u00ebr n\u00eb Detroit, ShBA,<!--more--> natyrisht q\u00eb m\u00eb duhej t\u00eb udh\u00ebtoja me avion. Nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb e gjat\u00eb, af\u00ebrsisht prej 9 or\u00ebsh, t\u00eb fut n\u00eb ankth, p\u00ebr m\u00eb tep\u00ebr q\u00eb nisja b\u00ebhet nga Parisi, kryeqyteti i Franc\u00ebs, p\u00ebr t\u00eb cilin kujtesa ime dhe e t\u00eb tjer\u00ebve k\u00ebtu ruan ende tmerrin e atentateve t\u00eb njer\u00ebzve barbar\u00eb, \u00e7ka t\u00eb shtie psikoz\u00ebn e pasiguris\u00eb, sidomos n\u00eb vende t\u00eb ekspozuara si aeroportet dhe n\u00eb udh\u00ebtime t\u00eb gjata si ky.<br \/>\nGjith\u00eb k\u00ebto mendime ta trazojn\u00eb shpirtin dhe t\u00eb pushtojn\u00eb mendime e ndjesi nga m\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7uditshmet, por gjithsesi d\u00ebshira p\u00ebr t\u00eb udh\u00ebtuar, p\u00ebr at\u00eb \u00e7ka t\u00eb pret p\u00ebrtej oqeanit, t\u00eb b\u00ebn q\u00eb n\u00eb dit\u00ebn e nisjes t\u00eb ndihesh e lir\u00eb e me nj\u00eb k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi t\u00eb brendshme n\u00eb shpirt, sidomos kur avioni ngjitet mbi re.<br \/>\nN\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, nj\u00eb nga arsyet e k\u00ebtij udh\u00ebtimi, p\u00ebrve\u00e7 njohjes s\u00eb vendeve t\u00eb panjohura e t\u00eb pavizituar m\u00eb par\u00eb, ishte k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsia e pritshme e promovimit t\u00eb librit tim t\u00eb fundit me poezi, \u201cHeshtje e kthjell\u00ebt\u201d, botuar n\u00eb n\u00ebntor t\u00eb vitit t\u00eb kaluar n\u00eb Tirane prej sht\u00ebpis\u00eb botuese \u201cDudaj\u201d. Ky promovim do t\u00eb zhvillohej n\u00eb kafen\u00eb \u201cKuvendi\u201d n\u00eb Detroit, mes shqiptar\u00ebve aty, por q\u00eb gjithsesi ishin t\u00eb panjohur p\u00ebr mua. Kisha menduar q\u00eb promovimin e par\u00eb t\u00eb k\u00ebtij libri ta b\u00ebja n\u00eb atdhe, ndoshta n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb ose dhe n\u00eb qytetit e lindjes, n\u00eb Maliq, ku p\u00ebrher\u00eb m\u00eb jan\u00eb rezervuar takime t\u00eb mrekullueshme, por ja q\u00eb fati i mbar\u00eb e solli q\u00eb ta promovoja mes shqiptar\u00ebve t\u00eb Detroitit.<br \/>\n&#8230; Pas 9 or\u00eb fluturimi, rrotat e avionit f\u00ebrkohen me tok\u00ebn dhe aty sikur padurimi dhe ankthi harrohen e ia l\u00ebn\u00eb vendin k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsis\u00eb s\u00eb mb\u00ebrritjes.<br \/>\nDim\u00ebr, ftoht\u00eb, por nj\u00eb i ftoht\u00eb ndryshe nga k\u00ebtu, nj\u00eb i ftoht\u00eb i that\u00eb, pa er\u00eb e lag\u00ebshtir\u00eb. Qesha me vete kur mendova t\u00eb ftohtin e Kor\u00e7\u00ebs me t\u00eb cilin jam m\u00ebsuar. Por sa larg m\u2019u duk Kor\u00e7a prej aty dhe ndjeva shume mall p\u00ebr t\u00eb, mall p\u00ebr vendlindjen.<br \/>\nPromovimi i librit do t\u00eb zhvillohej t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen e mb\u00ebrritjes n\u00eb Detroit. Pata pak koh\u00eb sa ta vizitoja qytetin dhe t\u00eb ambientohesha sadopak me t\u00eb e sidomos me ndryshimin e koh\u00ebs orare prej 6 or\u00ebsh mes dy kontinenteve. Te kafe \u201cKuvendi\u201d na priste pronari i saj, zoti Pjet\u00ebr Jaku, i cili ishte treguar tep\u00ebr i gatsh\u00ebm q\u00eb kur un\u00eb ende nuk isha nisur nga Franca. Ai u ofrua ta zhvillonte veprimtarin\u00eb n\u00eb kafenen\u00eb e tij dhe e kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb tradit\u00eb t\u00eb priste aty edhe autor\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00eb para meje. Zoti Jaku dhe bashk\u00ebshortja e tij, zonja Elinda, jan\u00eb dashamir\u00ebs t\u00eb let\u00ebrsis\u00eb n\u00eb p\u00ebrgjith\u00ebsi dhe poezive n\u00eb ve\u00e7anti, botues t\u00eb revist\u00ebs \u201cKuvendi\u201d, n\u00eb faqet e s\u00eb cil\u00ebs shpesh gjen krijime, artikuj, rubrika e autor\u00eb t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb.<br \/>\nPasi b\u00ebm\u00eb prezantimet e para (ishte e para her\u00eb q\u00eb shihesha nga af\u00ebr me Pjetrin dhe me Alben simpatike), menj\u00ebher\u00eb t\u00eb zot\u00ebt e lokalit, por edhe ata pak njer\u00ebz q\u00eb ishin ulur aty n\u00eb qejf t\u00eb vet e dukej sikur as qe e kishin v\u00ebn\u00eb re ardhjen time dhe as q\u00eb iu interesonte prania ime aty, filluan p\u00ebrgatitjet p\u00ebr promovimin. Bashkuan disa tryeza n\u00eb form\u00eb U-je e mbi to disa mbulesa t\u00eb reja dhe&#8230; dy kripore. Mbase kriporet u vendos\u00ebn aty ndoshta rast\u00ebsisht, por menj\u00ebher\u00eb u kujtova se ishin p\u00ebr nj\u00eb q\u00ebllim t\u00eb mir\u00eb, sigurisht: kudo q\u00eb t\u00eb jen\u00eb, shqiptar\u00ebt t\u00eb ofrojn\u00eb buk\u00eb e krip\u00eb e zem\u00ebr.<br \/>\nNxora nga \u00e7anta librat q\u00eb kisha marr\u00eb me vete dhe i vendosa mbi tryez\u00eb: \u201cHeshtje e kthjell\u00ebt\u201d, \u201c\u00cbndrra e nj\u00eb vajze\u201d, \u201cNj\u00eb vjesht\u00eb pa ty\u201d, \u201cLoti \u00ebsht\u00eb grua\u201d (shqip e anglisht), si dhe \u201cShtegtim ndjenjash\u201d. \u00c7udit\u00ebrisht, sapo librat e mi u vendos\u00ebn n\u00eb tryez\u00eb, kjo sikur iu kujtoi t\u00eb pranishm\u00ebve q\u00ebllimin e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb t\u00eb ndodhjes sime aty dhe gjithashtu t\u00eb k\u00ebtij udh\u00ebtimi, sepse pak e nga pak filluan t\u00eb afroheshin dhe t\u2019i preknin librat, t\u2019i shfletonin faqet e tyre, t\u00eb ndaleshin te ndonj\u00eb poezi e t\u00eb m\u00eb shikonin plot dashamir\u00ebsi e ngroht\u00ebsi. Kjo sikur e theu akullsin\u00eb q\u00eb ndjeva n\u00eb fillim dhe mjedisi i kafenes\u00eb sikur m\u00eb mb\u00ebshtolli me ngroht\u00ebsin\u00eb e tij, me nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb paqeje e mir\u00ebsie, nd\u00ebrsa v\u00ebshtrimet e bashkatdhetar\u00ebve m\u00eb b\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb thosha me vete: \u201cJam mes miqsh\u201d. Nga dera e kafenes\u00eb shikoja t\u00eb vinin shqiptar\u00eb nj\u00ebri pas tjetrit, ndon\u00ebse ishte nj\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje me t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb ngjeth\u00ebs. Nuk duhej t\u2019i zhg\u00ebnjeja k\u00ebta njer\u00ebz q\u00eb kisha filluar t\u2019i doja, t\u2019i ndieja t\u00eb af\u00ebrt, ndaj dhe e hidhja shikimin gjith\u00eb emocion sa te nj\u00ebri grup i vog\u00ebl n\u00eb tjetrin e doja t\u2019i fal\u00ebnderoja q\u00eb gjet\u00ebn koh\u00eb t\u00eb vinin p\u00ebr promovimin e librit tim.<br \/>\nM\u00eb n\u00eb fund erdhi edhe Elinda me Mar\u00ebn, vajz\u00ebn e vog\u00ebl t\u00eb \u00e7iftit Jaku, e cila ka trash\u00ebguar nga prind\u00ebrit dashurin\u00eb p\u00ebr let\u00ebrsin\u00eb, por edhe bukurin\u00eb e mpreht\u00ebsin\u00eb e n\u00ebn\u00ebs s\u00eb saj.<br \/>\nAktiviteti filloi ashtu spontanisht, madje me nj\u00eb qet\u00ebsi t\u00eb k\u00ebndshme q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb ndihesha mir\u00eb e t\u00eb \u00e7lirohesha nga emocionet q\u00eb t\u00eb shkakton prania e njer\u00ebzve q\u00eb sapo i ke takuar p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb. E para foli Alba. Ajo kishte p\u00ebrgatitur nj\u00eb ese t\u00eb mrekullueshme dhe un\u00eb, duke d\u00ebgjuar, isha shk\u00ebputur p\u00ebr ca \u00e7aste nga gjith\u00e7ka aty rrotull dhe isha p\u00ebrqendruar e t\u00ebra te fjal\u00ebt e saj t\u00eb zgjedhura, me t\u00eb cilat p\u00ebrshkruante emocionet e saj nga leximi i poezive t\u00eb mia. M\u00eb shkund\u00ebn duartrokitjet. U p\u00ebrmenda sikur sapo t\u00eb isha zgjuar nga ndonj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr e bukur. E admirova at\u00eb shpirt t\u00eb mrekulluesh\u00ebm, \u00ebnd\u00ebrrimtar, e cila kishte shkruar aq bukur e me fjal\u00eb t\u00eb zgjedhura.<br \/>\nM\u00eb pas fol\u00ebn Jaku, Elinda, poeti Gjovalin Lumaj, poeti Mensur Spahiu, Dritan Dragu, poetja Q\u00ebndres\u00eb Halili, Gjeto Ivezaj, Aida Gjergji, poeti Ruzhdi Gjoka e k\u00ebshtu me radh\u00eb nj\u00ebri pas tjetrit, deri sa mikrofoni mb\u00ebrriti n\u00eb duart e mia. Kisha aq shum\u00eb emocione kur gjith\u00eb syt\u00eb e tyre u drejtuan nga un\u00eb. Fal\u00ebnderova m\u00eb zem\u00ebr gjith\u00eb pjes\u00ebmarr\u00ebsit, sigurisht \u00e7iftin Jaku sidomos dhe shpreha k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsin\u00eb dhe lumturis\u00eb q\u00eb isha aty e pranishme, n\u00eb Amerik\u00ebn e larg\u00ebt, ku gjeta nj\u00eb cop\u00ebz Shqip\u00ebrie.<br \/>\nMjedisi dhe gjith\u00eb atmosfera u gjall\u00ebruan m\u00eb shum\u00eb nga Suela dhe Genti, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt kishin ardhur aty posa\u00e7\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr t\u2019i shtuar atij takimi tingujt e muzik\u00ebs dhe k\u00ebng\u00ebve shqiptare .<br \/>\nHarrova p\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast se isha aq larg familjes sime, se ndodhesha n\u00eb Detroitin e larg\u00ebt, por gjithsesi m\u2019u duk vetja n\u00eb atdhe, mes atyre njer\u00ebzve q\u00eb tashm\u00eb i doja dhe ishin b\u00ebr\u00eb pjese e asaj mbr\u00ebmje t\u00eb paharruar q\u00eb do t\u00eb mbetet gjat\u00eb n\u00eb kujtimet e mia.<br \/>\nSa shum\u00eb poezi u recituan at\u00eb nat\u00eb! Libri dhe flet\u00ebt me poezi t\u00eb printuara nga Jaku tashm\u00eb kalonin dor\u00eb m\u00eb dor\u00eb. Dikush recitonte poezin\u00eb p\u00ebr vjesht\u00ebn; Elinda poezin\u00eb e saj t\u00eb preferuar, kushtuar poetit kosovar Ali Podrimja; un\u00eb poezin\u00eb \u201cI huaji\u201d, nd\u00ebrsa poetja Q\u00ebndres\u00eb Halili disa poezi dashurie. Dhe aty, n\u00eb at\u00eb sall\u00eb, at\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje, u shp\u00ebrnda n\u00eb aj\u00ebr aq shum\u00eb dashuri, aq shum\u00eb mall dhe aq shum\u00eb k\u00ebng\u00eb e valle shqiptare.<br \/>\nN\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje von\u00eb, pas dy or\u00eb diskutimesh, recitimesh, k\u00ebng\u00ebsh e vallesh, nd\u00ebrsa linim kafenen\u00eb \u201cKuvendi\u201d, jasht\u00eb kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb shi me akull dhe b\u00ebnte shume ftoht\u00eb. Por brenda shpirtit tim kishte zjarr, kishte dashuri, kishte mir\u00ebnjohje e respekt p\u00ebr shqiptar\u00ebt e Detroitit.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(Mbresa nga promovimi i librit tim me poezi mes shqiptar\u00ebve n\u00eb Detroit, 8 shkurt 2015.) Enkelejda Kondi-Masseboeuf Gjithnj\u00eb i kam adhuruar udh\u00ebtimet, eksplorimin e vendeve t\u00eb panjohura, por edhe takimet me njer\u00ebz t\u00eb rinj, sepse p\u00ebrher\u00eb m\u00ebson di\u00e7ka prej tyre. Pra, m\u00eb p\u00eblqejn\u00eb udh\u00ebtimet, por nuk m\u00eb p\u00eblqejn\u00eb, madje m\u00eb stresojn\u00eb, mjetet me t\u00eb cilat&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4926,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4985","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4985","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4985"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4985\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4986,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4985\/revisions\/4986"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/4926"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4985"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4985"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4985"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}