{"id":9430,"date":"2021-11-10T00:36:52","date_gmt":"2021-11-10T00:36:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=9430"},"modified":"2021-11-10T00:36:52","modified_gmt":"2021-11-10T00:36:52","slug":"nje-grime-qiell-prej-territ-te-anthit-ta-prek-boten","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=9430","title":{"rendered":"NJE GRIME QIELL PREJ TERRIT TE ANTHIT TA PREK BOTEN"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"121\" height=\"160\" src=\"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/Zef-Pergega-1.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-9031\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8230;refleksion meditativ, rreth librit poetik te Enkelejda Kondit Masseboeuf \u201cBoten ta prek\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>ZEF PERGEGA<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nd\u0451rkoh\u0451, q\u0451 kriza\np\u0451r lexues, ka \u201cngrit\u201d kryet, prej shkum\u0451s s\u0451 ideologjive dhe furtun\u0451s\nglobaliste, e cila me \u00e7do kusht k\u0451rkon m\u0451 e vesh fjalen me kombinoshe, me an\u0451 t\u0451\nforc\u0451s dhe kostumit t\u0451 drunjt\u0451 t\u0451 frik\u0451s, q\u0451 fatkeq\u0451sisht e provuan si dhimbje n\u0451\nl\u0451kur\u0451n e tyre shkrimtar\u0451t e braktisur nga vendi, me dhun\u0451, t\u0451 tmerruem\nnga rr\u0451beshi i kuq, q\u0451 po vinte si llav\u0451 vulkani, vjedh bash prej diellit me\nfrym\u0451n e Luciferrit, u struk\u0451n n\u0451 k\u0451ndin e vet t\u0451 vetmis\u0451 dhe krijuan, p\u0451r t\u0451\npritur nj\u0451 dit\u0451 t\u0451 Lume, ku shum\u0451 kush e provoi me vdekje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Edhe pse kaluan 30\nvjet, si nj\u0451 rrjedhje e ndotur, ende fjala noton n\u0451 pellgje t\u0451ndenjura t\u0451 lagunave\npolitike, duke promovuar vet\u0451m realizmin socialist. Mbi k\u0451to fakte t\u0451 njohura\ndhe t\u0451 mbytura n\u0451 heshtje e hije t\u0451 r\u0451nda n\u0451n\u00e7mimi e struktura\ninstitucionale, duket se let\u0451rsia dhe poezia n\u0451 diaspor\u0451 \u0451sht\u0451 m\u0451 e \u00e7liruar nga k\u0451to\npranga, por jo nga dangat. Njer\u0451zit zgjohen nga andrrat e bot\u0451s s\u0451pengut dhe gjakut n\u0451\nlitar\u0451, vetem se donin atdheun e fene, n\u0451se poeti i sot\u0451m, e sidomos ai ne bot\u0451n e\nlir\u0451 me forc\u0451n e vargut te vet e \u00e7on lexuesin pezull, nga kallot e kafeneve,\nsmogut q\u0451 tymos shpresen dhe t\u0451 ardhemen!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Poezia e Enkledes, pra vargu i saj q\u0451 plazmohet nga poezia n\u0451 poezi e, ndalet n\u0451 dig\u0451n e vet, t\u0451 marr\u0451 en\u0451rgji nga drita e diellit metaforik, pasi \u0451sht\u0451 p\u0451rplasur udh\u0451ve t\u0451 anktheve t\u0451 gjata, duke i mbajtur syt\u0451 gjithmon\u0451 nga pragu ku u nis, nga zajarri q\u0451 e la ndezur mbi nj\u0451 gur, nga folku i tradit\u0451s si shpirti krijues i nj\u0451 kombi&#8230;e prek edhe hanen, q\u0451 p\u0451r tu b\u0451r\u0451 e plot\u0451, han vet\u0451n me dhamb\u0451t e \u0451rr\u0451sir\u0451s e, vijn\u0451 ret\u0451 t\u2019u ju grind me mjegullat e rrufet\u0451 p\u0451r pushtet, sa shpesh shikojn\u0451 grimca yjesh t\u0451 thyer p\u0451r t\u0451 na dhuruar pak drit\u0451 edhe pse neve na duken t\u0451 vegjel, ata kurr\u0451 nuk u ankuan se poetet me ta i lajn\u0451 syt\u0451 e udh\u0451s, m\u0451 e fitue p\u0451rs\u0451ri bregun e mallit ton\u0451.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Poezia \u0451sht\u0451 art. E\nme te krijuesi, prej duarve t\u0451 baltes s\u0451 vet, ka si q\u0451llim, s\u0451pari bukurin\u0451 e\npastaj ta frymoj\u0451 q\u0451 t\u0451 ngjallet. E kam njohur Enkeleden n\u0451p\u0451rnjet poezive te\nbotuara tek \u201cKuvendi\u201d si nj\u0451 detyrim i k\u0451ndsh\u0451m q\u0451 t\u0451 ua lexojm\u0451 poezit\u0451\nbanor\u0451ve t\u0451 k\u0451saj reviste, dhe t\u0451 tjer\u0451 dashamir\u0451s t\u0451 Dit\u0451ve t\u0451 Let\u0451rsis\u0451 me nj\u0451 mosh\u0451\nsa ikja jon\u0451.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Libri i poet\u0451s q\u0451\nmori \u00e7mimin e par\u0451 \u201cBot\u0451n ta prek\u201d ka 50 poezi. T\u0451 ngjajn\u0451 sinj\u0451 ndrojtje, kur e\nzgjat dor\u0451n mbi zjarr, e zjarri djeg, k\u0451shtu \u0451sht\u0451 edhe zjarri poetik i k\u0451saj\npoeteje q\u0451 vjen nga Parisi i vlerave t\u0451 p\u0451rbotshme. N\u0451 mendimin tim, vargu i\nEnkeledes \u0451sht\u0451 melankolik e duket sikur ecen n\u0451 vale te qeta, por thell\u0451sia e detit e\ndin sa t\u0451 forte e ka plag\u0451n e kthimit. Poezia e saj vjen tek lexuesisi nj\u0451 tuf\u0451 korilash,\nq\u0451 fluturojne n\u0451 r\u0451nd drejt \u00e7erdhes s\u0451 vet, n\u0451 \u00e7astin kur buz\u0451t e t\u0451 dashuruarve\nshkrihen n\u0451 nj\u0451 melodi pasioni. As na t\u0451rbuan n\u0451 k\u0451t\u0451 nisje shekulli?! Si na\nhumbi dielli?! E k\u0451rkojn\u0451 me ngulm vargjet e poetes, q\u0451 gulfojn\u0451 me nj\u0451 ofshame si\nmuri q\u0451 sh\u0451mb\u0451t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Edhe kthimi \u0451sht\u0451 i\nfriksh\u0451m, por poetja ka vendosur, q\u0451 zemr\u0451n ta zbraz\u0451 n\u0451 dekore dritash,\ndhe jet\u0451n do ta falte vet\u0451m p\u0451r kujtimin e asaj dit\u0451 vjeshte, q\u0451 nuk iu zverdh\u0451n\ngjethet. Poetja eshte kthyer me nj\u0451 tufe trendafilash me nj\u0451 buqet\u0451 me 50 t\u0451\ntilla, me ngjyra t\u0451 ve\u00e7anta, q\u0451 kan\u0451 nj\u0451 brendi, dashurin\u0451 dhe kujtimin, pa t\u0451 cilat\nnuk mund ta rib\u0451sh nj\u0451 qiell t\u0451 lir\u0451, pa u shkri n\u0451 vajin e salvimit, p\u0451r tu\nzgjuar me kurajo e besim, me lutjen e nj\u0451 flake qiriu, m\u0451 i shkri hekurat e burgut ku\nna futen, me e transformue nga e para deri ne gjak vet\u0451n, n\u0451se mundemi ti\nshpetojm\u0451 \u00e7menduris\u0451, q\u0451 t\u0451 p\u0451rflakemi qiellit ton\u0451 si fitimtar. Mir\u0451se erdhe n\u0451 mes\nnesh dhe urime n\u0451 t\u0451 ardhmen!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Detroit, 9 nendor\n2021<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230;refleksion meditativ, rreth librit poetik te Enkelejda Kondit Masseboeuf \u201cBoten ta prek\u201d ZEF PERGEGA Nd\u0451rkoh\u0451, q\u0451 kriza p\u0451r lexues, ka \u201cngrit\u201d kryet, prej shkum\u0451s s\u0451 ideologjive dhe furtun\u0451s globaliste, e cila me \u00e7do kusht k\u0451rkon m\u0451 e vesh fjalen me kombinoshe, me an\u0451 t\u0451 forc\u0451s dhe kostumit t\u0451 drunjt\u0451 t\u0451 frik\u0451s, q\u0451 fatkeq\u0451sisht e provuan&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9031,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9430","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-letersi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9430","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=9430"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9430\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9431,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9430\/revisions\/9431"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9031"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9430"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9430"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9430"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}