{"id":5376,"date":"2025-01-02T20:06:37","date_gmt":"2025-01-02T20:06:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/?p=5376"},"modified":"2025-01-04T18:51:10","modified_gmt":"2025-01-04T18:51:10","slug":"poezi-nga-jean-jauniaux-begjike-perktheu-jeton-kelmendi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/poezi-nga-jean-jauniaux-begjike-perktheu-jeton-kelmendi\/","title":{"rendered":"Poezi nga Jean Jauniaux, Belgjik\u00eb – p\u00ebrktheu: Jeton Kelmendi"},"content":{"rendered":"

Jean Jauniaux – <\/strong><\/h2>\n

P\u00ebrktheu; Jeton Kelmendi<\/strong><\/em><\/h4>\n

Shkrimtar\/Gazetar letrar dhe kulturor<\/strong><\/p>\n

Bashk\u00ebpun\u00ebtor n\u00eb gazet\u00ebn\u00a0Le Monde<\/em>\u00a0dhe n\u00eb revista t\u00eb ndryshme letrare dhe kulturore (La Revue G\u00e9n\u00e9rale, Belgica, Ulenspiegel<\/em>…).
\nProdhues dhe drejtues i blogjeve dhe radios n\u00eb internet “Espace-livres” dhe “L\u2019ivresse des livres”<\/p>\n

I diplomuar me nder nga Akademia e Unionit t\u00eb Shkrimtar\u00ebve t\u00eb Ukrain\u00ebs.
\nPresident i Fondacionit Maurice Car\u00eame.
\nPresident nderi i PEN Belgjik\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

An\u00ebtar i juris\u00eb s\u00eb “\u00c7mimit Horizon t\u00eb romanit t\u00eb dyt\u00eb frankofon”.
\nFitues i\u00a0Manneken-Prix 2021<\/em>\u00a0p\u00ebr kritik\u00eb letrare (2009-2020).
\nKryeredaktor i revist\u00ebs\u00a0MARGINALES<\/em>\u00a0(drejtues Jacques De Decker).
\nAn\u00ebtar i Shoqat\u00ebs Nd\u00ebrkomb\u00ebtare t\u00eb Kritik\u00ebs Letrare.<\/p>\n

Ishte kjo dridhje
\n<\/strong>larg ajrit,
\nkjo kukur\u00eb e padukshme
\nm\u00ebngjeset e dimrit.
\nMjegulla u p\u00ebrzie me avujt gri
\nt\u00eb trenit
\nnga i cili doli kolona e p\u00ebrdredhur
\nnga larg\u00ebsia.<\/p>\n

Kishte k\u00ebt\u00eb ankth ther\u00ebs,
\nnga agimi deri n\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb mos mbijetuar jet\u00ebn e zymt\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrditshme,
\np\u00ebr shqet\u00ebsimet e tij,
\nn\u00eb shkoll\u00eb, ndaj k\u00ebtij terrori,
\nk\u00ebto sorra t\u00eb zeza
\nq\u00eb ia p\u00ebrpiu t\u00eb brendshmet
\nn\u00eb g\u00ebzim.<\/p>\n

Kishte nga ato net\u00eb q\u00eb tashm\u00eb po mbusheshin
\nnga frika e tyre
\nmakthi i t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmeve t\u00eb fryra
\nnga frika e shurdh\u00ebr;
\nzgjime t\u00eb papritura
\nn\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb,
\nk\u00ebt\u00eb p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsi t\u00eb vuajtur
\nse asgj\u00eb m\u00eb mbase nuk ngush\u00eblloi.
\nAjo nuk i tha askujt.<\/p>\n

Ka gjeste<\/strong>
\nsi agime t\u00eb magjishme.
\nT\u00eb rrumbullak\u00ebta dhe t\u00eb qeta,
\nna mb\u00ebshtjellin
\nn\u00eb rrethin dashamir\u00ebs t\u00eb misterit t\u00eb tyre.<\/p>\n

Ka peizazhe
\nsi ato shikime t\u00eb nd\u00ebrruara.
\nT\u00eb gjera dhe t\u00eb qarta,
\nna p\u00ebrqafojn\u00eb
\nn\u00eb drit\u00ebn e fateve q\u00eb ato trasojn\u00eb
\ndhe na m\u00ebsojn\u00eb
\npremtimet e paqes.<\/p>\n

Ka faqe
\nsi \u00e7ar\u00e7af\u00eb t\u00eb bardh\u00eb.
\nT\u00eb varura n\u00eb aromat kalt\u00ebroshe t\u00eb ver\u00ebs,
\nt\u00eb fryra nga puhiza e parfumuar
\ne er\u00ebrave tropikale,
\nna bartin si vela
\nmbi oqean.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Qielli dukej si nj\u00eb qefin<\/strong>
\ni th\u00ebngjillit
\ni shtrir\u00eb mbi nj\u00eb fill t\u00eb paduksh\u00ebm,
\nsi nj\u00eb p\u00eblhur\u00eb
\nq\u00eb yjet e mbanin pezull.
\nUdh\u00ebtari nuk ua dinte emrat.<\/p>\n

Plak, ai ecte duke u mb\u00ebshtetur
\nn\u00eb nj\u00eb shkop t\u00eb nyj\u00ebtuar,
\ndrejt nj\u00eb fati t\u00eb panjohur e t\u00eb rast\u00ebsish\u00ebm.
\nPas tij q\u00ebndronte, pa dyshim,
\nnj\u00eb jet\u00eb me dik\u00eb, ose t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn,
\nca fragmente t\u00eb lumtura.<\/p>\n

Ai nuk kishte mundur t\u00eb braktiste kujtimin
\ne atyre lumturive q\u00eb duhej t\u00eb ndaheshin.
\nRruga drejt nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr vendi hapej
\np\u00ebrs\u00ebri,
\nme port\u00ebn e saj t\u00eb lart\u00eb antraciti,
\nq\u00eb ai e kalonte at\u00ebher\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Pa kthyer kok\u00ebn nga flak\u00ebt
\n<\/strong>q\u00eb i linte t\u00eb shuheshin si dim\u00ebr
\nvjeshtat m\u00eb t\u00eb zjarrta.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Aty, n\u00eb det,<\/strong><\/p>\n

shih drejt distancave t\u00eb hidhura:
\nk\u00ebto maune t\u00eb gjata dhe t\u00eb r\u00ebnda lundrojn\u00eb n\u00eb det.
\nN\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tyre, marinar\u00ebt shkojn\u00eb
\ndrejt luft\u00ebs.
\nT\u00eb uritur p\u00ebr pushtime,
\nu b\u00ebn\u00eb mercenar\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Zemrat e k\u00ebtyre pirat\u00ebve,
\n\u2013 ata pretendojn\u00eb se jan\u00eb privat\u00eb \u2013
\nbien si daulle
\nn\u00eb gjoksin e tyre t\u00eb fryr\u00eb nga zem\u00ebrimi,
\nt\u00eb pashtersh\u00ebm
\nq\u00eb kur armiku shkat\u00ebrroi tok\u00ebn
\ndhe transformoi fshatrat e dashura
\nn\u00eb varrezat e mjera.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb to ka mbetur vet\u00ebm ky inat
\nq\u00eb d\u00ebshp\u00ebrohet,
\ndhe i \u00e7oni atje
\ndrejt distancave t\u00eb hidhura.<\/p>\n

Ata e marrin me mend:
\nhakmarrja e verb\u00ebr i shkat\u00ebrron.
\nAnija endet nga teka e gj\u00ebmimit
\ndhe er\u00ebrat e kund\u00ebrta. Ata e din\u00eb at\u00eb
\nMegjithat\u00eb:
\nasgj\u00eb nuk do t’i ngush\u00eblloj\u00eb ata.
\nAta d\u00ebshp\u00ebrohen.<\/p>\n

Qefini i tyre tashm\u00eb po shpaloset
\nn\u00eb humnerat e detit,
\nnd\u00ebrsa n\u00eb distanc\u00eb largohen
\nhidh\u00ebrime t\u00eb paarritshme.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb kujtes\u00ebn e lasht\u00eb<\/strong><\/p>\n

librat si anijet
\ne nj\u00eb flote imagjinare
\nlundrojn\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb pasigurt drejt gryk\u00ebderdhjes
\nudh\u00ebtar\u00ebt me bagazhe
\nt\u00eb leht\u00eb dhe t\u00eb dehur.<\/p>\n

Ne i shohim ata,
\nulur n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebt e farit
\nnd\u00ebrsa mbr\u00ebmja th\u00ebrret
\npishtarin e tij,
\nngjitet n\u00eb ur\u00ebn e k\u00ebmb\u00ebsor\u00ebve
\npara se t\u00eb jet\u00eb tep\u00ebr von\u00eb
\ndhe strehohet n\u00eb drit\u00ebn
\ne cop\u00ebzuar.<\/p>\n

Udh\u00ebtimi i p\u00ebrfunduar,
\nata do t\u2019u tregojn\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebto b\u00ebma kumbuese
\nf\u00ebmij\u00ebve t\u00eb mbledhur
\nn\u00eb momentin hipnotik
\nKepi \u200b\u200bHorniers
\nvarur nga direk\u00ebt q\u00eb gj\u00ebmojn\u00eb.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00ebn drit\u00ebn e llamb\u00ebs<\/strong><\/p>\n

varur n\u00eb gardh, ajo e kishte hedhur n\u00eb tok\u00eb
\nsi nj\u00eb dyshek, nj\u00eb palet\u00eb,
\ngazetat,
\nkuti paketimi.<\/p>\n

Ajo buz\u00ebqesh kur sheh
\nnd\u00ebrtesa e rr\u00ebnuar!
\nE r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme nuk ishte kjo p\u00ebrditshm\u00ebri
\nsakrific\u00eb
\nas mungesa e gjumit
\npor ajo q\u00eb ajo fshehu k\u00ebtu
\nn\u00eb nj\u00eb vrim\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Ajo f\u00ebrkoi duart me kanavac\u00ebn e parkut t\u00eb saj
\np\u00ebrpara se t\u00eb rr\u00ebshqitni gishtin e madh dhe gishtin tregues n\u00eb zgav\u00ebr
\ndhe hiqni faqet q\u00eb nuk p\u00ebrputhen. N\u00eb pak \u00e7aste
\najo u ul dhe i shikoi.
\nN\u00eb fjal\u00ebt e para q\u00eb lexoi, duke u mb\u00ebshtetur n\u00eb gardh,
\najo harroi, duke hedhur palet\u00ebn n\u00eb tok\u00eb,
\ngazetat, kutit\u00eb e paketimit dhe, p\u00ebshp\u00ebritnin \u00e7do fjal\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Libri ishte udh\u00ebtimi i tij i
\nfundit at\u00eb nat\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Arratisja kaskade,<\/strong><\/p>\n

e kutis\u00eb nga vitet e veshura, t\u00eb
\nshkroi letra t\u00eb gdhendura prej druri
\nn\u00eb d\u00ebrrasat e fjal\u00ebve
\nt\u00eb panjohura,
\nbashk\u00ebting\u00eblloret dhe zanoret e thyera
\nduke k\u00ebnduar poezi t\u00eb papritura
\nn\u00eb nj\u00eb gjuh\u00eb t\u00eb krijuar memzi.<\/p>\n

F\u00ebmija i mbajti lot\u00ebt,
\nu gjunj\u00ebzua n\u00eb papafingon.
\nAi u d\u00ebshp\u00ebrua nga fatkeq\u00ebsia
\ne k\u00ebtyre alfabeteve t\u00eb cop\u00ebtuara.
\nM\u00eb pas ai e injoroi poetin
\nse ata do t\u00eb zgjoheshin.<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Jean Jauniaux – P\u00ebrktheu; Jeton Kelmendi Shkrimtar\/Gazetar letrar dhe kulturor Bashk\u00ebpun\u00ebtor n\u00eb gazet\u00ebn\u00a0Le Monde\u00a0dhe n\u00eb revista t\u00eb ndryshme letrare dhe kulturore (La Revue G\u00e9n\u00e9rale, Belgica, Ulenspiegel…). Prodhues dhe drejtues i blogjeve dhe radios n\u00eb internet “Espace-livres” dhe “L\u2019ivresse des livres” I diplomuar me nder nga Akademia e Unionit t\u00eb Shkrimtar\u00ebve t\u00eb Ukrain\u00ebs. President i Fondacionit […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":5377,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[171,162],"tags":[],"book_author":[],"book_publisher":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5376"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5376"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5376\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5379,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5376\/revisions\/5379"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5377"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5376"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5376"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5376"},{"taxonomy":"book_author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_author?post=5376"},{"taxonomy":"book_publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_publisher?post=5376"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}