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Intervistë me autorin, Arjan Th. Kallço
Një realitet është më i besueshëm kur e prek vetë me të gjitha shqisat e tua, ndryshe do të mbetet gjithmonë një ëndërr e bukur, ose nuk do ta njohësh kurrë. Këtu qëndron dallimi midis poetëve që njohjen e realizojnë me imagjinatë apo e përfytyrojnë dhe poetëve që pengesat midis tyre dhe njohjes dinë t’i kapërcejnë.
Celebration Of Peace
And the spirit flourishes in the evening stillness, And I must counsel you, friends, to prepare the wreaths And the food, since now we're like eternal youths... ...
Vjeshtë
Kthielltësia e qiellit shkoi me diellin, me lulet, me veren. Vjeshta e trishtimshëm erdhi e iku. Tani, po hyn dimëri, edhe qiellin e kanë mbuluar re të qeta e të ftohta. Edhe sot, për të parën herë, zuri të bjerë bora… ...
Low-lying Land
I will always believe in the assaults of birds, salt, wind, and green spring in the sun in my feeble old days, I will remember a thread of dark light passing through the depression......
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His glance, bewildered as it was, nevertheless assured him that he had not been mistaken. His accustomed eye detected everything that the twilight might hide from the eye of a stranger....
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Oh, not because happiness exists, that over-hasty profit from imminent loss, not out of curiosity, or to practice the heart, which could exist in the laurel...... ...
When and Why
When I sing to make you dance, I truly know why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth-when I sing to make you dance. ...
The Beauties
The horses, sorrel, white, and piebald, not understanding why they were made to run round in one place and to crush the wheat straw, ran unwillingly as though with effort, swinging their tails with an offended air....
A Social Triumph
There were Lord Sunium, who was not only a peer but a poet; and his lady, a Greek, who looked just finished by Phidias. There, too, was Pococurante, the epicurean and triple millionaire, who in a political country dared to despise politics, in the most aristocratic of kingdoms ......
America, A Prophecy
Round the terrific loins he seiz'd the panting, struggling womb; It joy'd: she put aside her clouds and smiled her first-born smile......
The Human Seasons
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear Takes in all beauty with an easy span: ...Author info