{"id":5557,"date":"2025-09-28T20:57:32","date_gmt":"2025-09-28T20:57:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/?p=5557"},"modified":"2025-09-28T20:57:32","modified_gmt":"2025-09-28T20:57:32","slug":"poezi-nga-vito-davoli","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/poezi-nga-vito-davoli\/","title":{"rendered":"Poezi nga VITO DAVOLI"},"content":{"rendered":"

VITO DAVOLI<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nuk kam lexuar ende nj\u00eb lib\u00ebr t\u00eb plot\u00eb t\u00eb autorit Vito Davoli, por duhet t\u00eb falenderojm\u00eb rrjetet sociale dhe kritikat e shumta t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb nga autor\u00eb t\u00eb njohur t\u00eb let\u00ebrsis\u00eb bashk\u00ebkohore, si nga vendi i lindjes, Italia, ashtu edhe n\u00eb aren\u00ebn nd\u00ebrkomb\u00ebtare. Kritikat e Dante Maffia, Marina Caracciolo dhe Guido Oldani, mes t\u00eb tjer\u00ebve, ndihmojn\u00eb shum\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb kuptuar thell\u00ebsin\u00eb dhe ve\u00e7antin\u00eb e poezis\u00eb s\u00eb tij. Nuk dua t\u00eb b\u00ebj nj\u00eb analiz\u00eb t\u00eb thelluar mbi krijimtarin\u00eb e tij n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb moment, ndoshta do ta b\u00ebj m\u00eb von\u00eb kur t\u00eb kem lexuar m\u00eb shum\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Deri tani, duke v\u00ebzhguar dhe lexuar me kujdes pes\u00eb poezit\u00eb e tij, t\u00eb ndjera dhe t\u00eb larmishme, dhe duke u marr\u00eb me p\u00ebrkthimin e tyre, arrita t\u00eb njoh nj\u00eb shpirt q\u00eb udh\u00ebton n\u00eb thell\u00ebsit\u00eb abissale t\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb p\u00ebrjetojm\u00eb. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb nd\u00ebrthurje emocionesh t\u00eb pastra dhe imazhesh t\u00eb forta q\u00eb mbeten gjat\u00eb n\u00eb kujtes\u00eb.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb \u201cMadri\u201d<\/strong>, N\u00cbNA <\/strong>ndjejm\u00eb nj\u00eb thirrje t\u00eb brendshme, pothuaj ul\u00ebrim, dhe nj\u00eb vetmi shpirt\u00ebrore, nd\u00ebrsa poeti k\u00ebrkon nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb ndar\u00eb dyshimet dhe d\u00ebshirat e pa realizuara, duke klithur dhe akuzuar veten.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb \u201cRosso\u201d<\/strong>, e kuqja kap ndryshueshm\u00ebrin\u00eb e koh\u00ebs dhe bukurin\u00eb melankolike t\u00eb dit\u00ebve, duke vizatuar dhe stampuar peizazhet ku kemi lindur dhe kerkuar Jugun e bukur dhe per\u00ebndimet q\u00eb sjellin rilindje t\u00eb reja, ashtu si i \u00ebnd\u00ebrrojn\u00eb dhe shpresojn\u00eb poet\u00ebt.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb \u201cSenza Fili\u201d<\/strong>, gjuha e Davolit shp\u00ebrfaq \u00e7menduri dhe ekstaza, nj\u00eb p\u00ebrplasje mes d\u00ebshir\u00ebs dhe humbjes. Nd\u00ebrsa n\u00eb \u201cOsanna\u201d<\/strong>, poeti ndez pasionin dhe zjarrin e nj\u00eb d\u00ebshire t\u00eb pashuar, duke na zhytur n\u00eb nj\u00eb peizazh shpirt\u00ebror t\u00eb zjarrt\u00eb dhe kompleks.<\/p>\n

\u201cIpotesi\u201d<\/strong> mbyll ciklin me nj\u00eb reflektim t\u00eb brendsh\u00ebm, nj\u00eb ndjekje t\u00eb pafundme t\u00eb pranis\u00eb s\u00eb t\u00eb dashurit, mes vetmis\u00eb dhe vonesave t\u00eb jet\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Asgj\u00eb nuk na pengon n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb jet\u00eb, por gjithmon\u00eb mbetet hap\u00ebsir\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb d\u00ebshiruar.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb k\u00ebto poezi, Davoli shnd\u00ebrron gjendjet e brendshme n\u00eb imazhe t\u00eb gjalla dhe universale, duke krijuar nj\u00eb poezi q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht intime dhe e p\u00ebrgjithshme, ku \u00e7do lexues mund t\u00eb gjej\u00eb pasqyr\u00ebn e vet.<\/p>\n

Anila Dahriu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Rrall\u00eb gjendet nj\u00eb z\u00eb poetik gjithmon\u00eb i qet\u00eb dhe i v\u00ebmendsh\u00ebm ndaj mas\u00ebs shpreh\u00ebse, i aft\u00eb t\u00eb mos tejkaloj\u00eb kufijt\u00eb e nj\u00eb realiteti t\u00eb jetuar dhe t\u00eb p\u00ebrpunuar p\u00ebr t\u00eb kapur thelbin e tij dhe p\u00ebr ta shnd\u00ebrruar n\u00eb imazhe p\u00ebr t\u2019u ruajtur. Pik\u00ebrisht timbri, i thjesht\u00eb dhe pa zbukurime, e b\u00ebn t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb p\u00ebrmbledhjen e Vito Davolit: emocione t\u00eb shprehura n\u00eb poezi pa teprica, pa shtesa q\u00eb do t\u2019i lidhnin ato me nj\u00eb stin\u00eb dhe jo me detin e t\u00ebrbuar t\u00eb gjith\u00ebsis\u00eb.
\n\u2014 Dante Maffia<\/strong><\/p>\n

K\u00ebtu e atje duket t\u00eb shfaqet, si n\u00eb nj\u00eb cirk imagjinar dhe fantasmagorik, nj\u00eb kloun i \u00e7liruar dhe megjithat\u00eb melankolik, q\u00eb fsheh lot\u00ebt dhe hidh\u00ebrimin e tij n\u00ebn t\u00eb qeshur\u00ebn e err\u00ebt t\u00eb shakat\u00ebs. Poezia e tij l\u00ebviz n\u00eb nj\u00eb realitet t\u00eb \u00e7rregulluar, puzzle me fragmente t\u00eb \u00e7rregullta, t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u2019u kuptuar ose rib\u00ebr\u00eb: \u201cNuk kuptoj as \/ n\u00ebse era q\u00eb m\u00eb fryn mes gishtave \/ m\u00eb shtyn p\u00ebrpara apo \/ m\u00eb ndalon papritur\u2026\u201d<\/em>. Dhe h\u00ebna, larg nga kontemplimi leopardian, b\u00ebhet h\u00ebna e nat\u00ebs, e frik\u00ebsuar dhe e ftohur, si ajo e Garc\u00eda Lorca: \u201c\u2026 qan mbi \u00e7atit\u00eb lot\u00eb argjendi \/ mbyt nat\u00ebn \/ n\u00eb nj\u00eb gurgullim vetmie\u201d<\/em>, nj\u00eb H\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb nuk shk\u00eblqen, shk\u00ebmb krateri i fjetur.
\n\u2014 Marina Caracciolo<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00eb vitin 2022 u p\u00ebrpoq t\u00eb rikthehej fuqia e poezis\u00eb civile, nga realist\u00ebt terminal\u00eb deri te Vito Davoli s\u00eb bashku me mikun e tij Marco Cinque. Nga aty nisi nj\u00eb lul\u00ebzim, deri n\u00eb ekzagjerim, ku poezia civile rrezikon t\u00eb b\u00ebhet thjesht ngush\u00ebllim p\u00ebr pensionist\u00ebt. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb Davoli takohet me Realizmin terminal, dhe poezia e tij nd\u00ebrthuret me nj\u00eb vizion infernal, ku specie njer\u00ebzore, duke vdekur n\u00eb luft\u00ebra jo m\u00eb ushtarake por vet\u00ebm vras\u00ebse, b\u00ebhet l\u00ebnd\u00eb p\u00ebr nj\u00eb planetar plehrash.
\n\u2014 Guido Oldani<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

N\u00cbNA<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00ebna e m\u00ebkateve t\u00eb mia,
\nmadje e \u00e7do d\u00ebshire, ku jeni?
\nN\u00ebna q\u00eb lindni pa pushim,
\nfatet e lodhura n\u00eb koh\u00eb t\u00eb parealizuara.<\/p>\n

Nuk mbaj mend rrug\u00ebt e zgjedhura:
\nvet\u00ebm shtigje p\u00ebr t\u2019i hapur,
\nduke t\u00ebrhequr bar\u00ebrat e egra mbi shpatet e rrug\u00ebve.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebna, un\u00eb jam vet\u00ebm.
\nDhe a duhet t\u00eb turp\u00ebrohem p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb ul\u00ebrim?
\nNuk arrij t\u00eb ndiej vajtimin tim:
\ne shp\u00ebrndaj si korbi
\nq\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb se t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt beson n\u00eb k\u00ebng\u00ebn e vet.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebna, jam aty i pal\u00ebvizsh\u00ebm,
\ni shndritsh\u00ebm dhe i rrjedhsh\u00ebm si fantazma e M\u00fcnch,
\ni zbeht\u00eb dhe i pasakt\u00eb si djali i Schiele.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebna, un\u00eb jam vet\u00ebm:
\nnj\u00eb bir kund\u00ebrkoh\u00ebs,
\nnj\u00eb himn p\u00ebrpara fitores,
\nnj\u00eb z\u00eb kund\u00ebr heshtjes.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebna, ndoshta nuk jam dhe nuk do t\u00eb jem
\nasgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr ve\u00e7 nj\u00eb kthes\u00eb intime
\ndhe e p\u00ebrmbledhur e di\u00e7kaje.<\/p>\n

I p\u00ebrkas \u00e7do historie q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb shteruar,
\nnj\u00eb kalendar me tre pika n\u00eb fund\u2026<\/p>\n

\n

E KUQE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sht\u00ebpit\u00eb, t\u00eb kuqe, digjen t\u00eb hutuar
\nn\u00ebn k\u00ebt\u00eb or\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7rregullt
\nq\u00eb u jep gjak mureve.<\/p>\n

Un\u00eb nuk dalloj detin e m\u00ebngjesit
\nn\u00ebse dielli e mban me nj\u00eb krah,
\ngati p\u00ebr t\u2019u rishtruar me grim,
\nas qiellin melankolik mbi Jugun tim,
\nn\u00ebse ngadal\u00eb po e l\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Kush e di pse poet\u00ebt dashurojn\u00eb per\u00ebndimin e diellit!
\nNdoshta p\u00ebr mua \u00ebsht\u00eb maskimi para premier\u00ebs,<\/p>\n

pritja,
\nshpresa q\u00eb gjakon
\nq\u00eb shfaqja t\u00eb filloj\u00eb,
\nose ndoshta thjesht dita tjet\u00ebr,
\nt\u00eb jet\u00eb dita e re.<\/p>\n

\n

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

Thash\u00eb p\u00ebr ty, k\u00ebng\u00eb dhe pranvera,
\ndhe nuk u p\u00ebrkujdesa p\u00ebr koh\u00ebn, ritmet dhe stin\u00ebt.
\nU lodha nga p\u00ebrs\u00ebritjet e tua t\u00eb zbehta,
\nmuzgjet e n\u00ebntorit
\nm\u00eb godit\u00ebn nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht.<\/p>\n

P\u00ebr ty thash\u00eb edhe \u00e7menduri,
\nt\u00ebrmete dhe ekstaza,
\nme vetmi mbusha p\u00ebrk\u00ebdheljet
\ndhe grushtat e pakut q\u00eb m\u00eb mbeti.<\/p>\n

\u00c7ava n\u00eb fundet e qiellit t\u00eb tu me apokalipsin
\nnga mbetjet rast\u00ebsore t\u00eb kafes\u00eb.
\nVdiqa krenar p\u00ebr ndershm\u00ebri.
\nN\u00eb qiell rilinda i zbraz\u00ebt
\npa parashut\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Dhe p\u00ebr ty fola p\u00ebr \u00e7do t\u00eb keqe timen.
\nArrita madje t\u00eb jehonte
\nbuz\u00ebqeshjen e gjakut
\nt\u00eb njer\u00ebzis\u00eb sime t\u00eb humbur, kush e di ku.<\/p>\n

Nj\u00eb pyetje fishk\u00eblliva dhe pastaj t\u00eb vrava.
\nMe at\u00eb thek\u00eb gdhenda t\u00eb gjitha koh\u00ebt,
\nritmet dhe stin\u00ebt,
\ndhe p\u00ebr ty fola p\u00ebr pranverat e shkuara,
\nkujtime, k\u00ebng\u00eb.<\/p>\n

\n

OSAN\u00cb<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nuk kisha menduar as p\u00ebr sytha e as p\u00ebr rreziqe,
\nsepse ti m\u00eb huton,
\njosh\u00ebse lindore me syt\u00eb e holl\u00eb,
\nme aromat e l\u00ebkur\u00ebs, t\u00eb veshjeve dhe t\u00eb seksit,
\nme gjuh\u00ebt e zjarrit n\u00eb goj\u00ebn indiane.<\/p>\n

Afrohem p\u00ebr t\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebzhguar dhe digjem.
\nPo, m\u00eb konsumon at\u00eb q\u00eb nuk e shuaj
\ndhe m\u00eb g\u00eblltit at\u00eb q\u00eb nuk e riqep dot.<\/p>\n

Jam i djegur dhe tani edhe g\u00ebnjeshtar:
\nb\u00ebj sikur ikja \u00ebsht\u00eb pothuajse d\u00ebnim
\ndhe nj\u00eb tortur\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb lodhje t\u00eb pafundme.<\/p>\n

Nuk kam urt\u00ebsin\u00eb e t\u00eb men\u00e7urit.
\nK\u00ebrkoj k\u00ebt\u00eb qen\u00ebsi lakmitare t\u00eb g\u00ebzimeve,
\ndhe sikur t\u00eb v\u00ebzhgoja vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb frym\u00eb\u2026 Osan\u00eb!<\/p>\n

\n

HIPOTEZ\u00cb<\/strong><\/p>\n

T\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj ende,
\nduke ndjekur hipotez\u00ebn
\ne pranis\u00eb t\u00ebnde
\nsa her\u00eb q\u00eb vjen mbr\u00ebmja.<\/p>\n

M\u00eb shoh nga lart
\n\u2013 shikim satelitor \u2013
\nkrimb mbi k\u00ebt\u00eb gjemb t\u00eb gadishullit
\nq\u00eb vrapon n\u00eb balt\u00eb mes \u00e7arjeve,
\ndhe i quajm\u00eb udh\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Ti je tashm\u00eb kthyer n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi
\n(dhe nuk t\u00eb shoh),
\nm\u00eb e shpejt se vonesa ime,
\npor, e di, f\u00ebrkoja gishta,<\/p>\n

th\u00ebrrmoja pasurin\u00eb e krenaris\u00eb sime.<\/p>\n

\n

Vito Davoli (Bari, 1973)<\/strong> \u00ebsht\u00eb poet, shkrimtar, eseist, kritik letrar, p\u00ebrkthyes dhe gazetar.
\nI diplomuar n\u00eb Let\u00ebrsi Klasike, ka bashk\u00ebpunuar dhe bashk\u00ebpunon me revista dhe botime prestigjioze komb\u00ebtare e nd\u00ebrkomb\u00ebtare.
\nAktualisht punon si autor, skenarist dhe artist grafik n\u00eb fush\u00ebn kinematografike. Ka qen\u00eb m\u00ebsues n\u00eb shkollat e mesme, redaktor i revist\u00ebs letrare La Vallisa<\/em> (nj\u00eb revist\u00eb letrare e jugut t\u00eb Italis\u00eb) dhe kurator i seris\u00eb Inediti Rari e Diversi<\/strong>(drejtuar nga Dario Bellezza deri n\u00eb vdekjen e tij p\u00ebr botuesin Pellicano, Rom\u00eb). Sot \u00ebsht\u00eb themelues dhe President i APS Verso Levante<\/strong>, pronare e periodikut letrar dymujor La calce & il dado<\/em>, ku ai \u00ebsht\u00eb zv.drejtor dhe an\u00ebtar i komitetit shkencor.
\nAi gjithashtu ka themeluar dhe koordinon blogun dhe botimin joperiodik me t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin em\u00ebr Pubblicazioni Letterari\u00e6<\/em> dhe drejton serin\u00eb poetike Polveri<\/strong>, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e ka krijuar p\u00ebr grupin botues Tabula Fati t\u00eb Chietit.<\/p>\n

Contraddizioni<\/em> \u00ebsht\u00eb botimi i tij i par\u00eb n\u00eb Itali (edizioni Leuc\u00f2, Molfetta 2001): sot ka arritur n\u00eb tre botime me lexime kritike dhe tekstet e saj po p\u00ebrkthehen p\u00ebr botimin spanjoll.
\nP\u00ebrmbledhja e tij m\u00eb e fundit poetike, Carne e sangue<\/em> (Tabula fati, 2022), ka arritur botimin e kat\u00ebrt dhe ka marr\u00eb shum\u00eb vler\u00ebsime si nga publiku ashtu edhe nga kritika. Tekstet e tij jan\u00eb p\u00ebrkthyer dhe botuar n\u00eb spanjisht, anglisht, fr\u00ebngjisht, portugalisht, serbisht, arabisht dhe rumanisht.
\nP\u00ebr poezin\u00eb e tij kan\u00eb shkruar disa nga kritik\u00ebt m\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsish\u00ebm italian\u00eb, mes tyre: Giorgio Barberi Squarotti, Domenico Cara, Mauro Dentone, Fabio Dainotti, Dante Maffia, Guido Oldani, Daniele Giancane, Ettore Catalano, Daniele Maria Pegorari, Marco Ignazio de Santis, Giovanni De Gennaro, Angelo Lippo, Vittorino Curci, Eugenio Nastasi, Italo Interesse, Beppe Costa, Marco Cinque, Benito D\u2019Agnano, Lorenzo Spurio, Gianni Antonio Palumbo, Mauro Macario, Marina Caracciolo, Paolo Polvani dhe t\u00eb tjer\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Ai ka p\u00ebrgatitur, n\u00eb gjuh\u00ebn kastiliane, La carne y el esp\u00edritu<\/em>, nj\u00eb botim kritik mbi poetik\u00ebn e Alfredo P\u00e9rez Alencart me ese nga mbar\u00eb bota latinoamerikane dhe ka kuruar e koordinuar antologjin\u00eb dygjuh\u00ebshe Da questa e da quella parte (De aquende y de allende)<\/em>, me kontribute poetike t\u00eb lidhura me Takimin e XVII t\u00eb Poet\u00ebve Iberoamerikan\u00eb n\u00eb qytetin universitar t\u00eb Salamank\u00ebs n\u00eb Spanj\u00eb, ku \u00ebsht\u00eb ftuar p\u00ebr tre vite radhazi.
\nAktualisht punon p\u00ebr p\u00ebrkthimin n\u00eb italisht t\u00eb La storia della schiavit\u00f9<\/em> p\u00ebr Cambridge Stanford Books.<\/p>\n

Angazhimi i tij qytetar shprehet n\u00eb p\u00ebrgatitjen, s\u00eb bashku me aktivistin, poetin dhe gazetarin (Il Manifesto, Le Monde Diplomatique) Marco Cinque, t\u00eb tre antologjive nd\u00ebrkomb\u00ebtare solidarizuese: SignorN\u00f2!<\/em> (kund\u00ebr p\u00ebrdorimit t\u00eb arm\u00ebve, 2022), Il buio della ragione<\/em> (kund\u00ebr praktik\u00ebs s\u00eb tortur\u00ebs, 2024), e cila s\u00eb fundmi u citua n\u00eb manualin e Historis\u00eb s\u00eb Let\u00ebrsis\u00eb Italiane p\u00ebr shkollat e mesme t\u00eb kuruar nga prof. Giuseppe Langella, me titull Del mondo esperti<\/em>, dhe, s\u00eb fundmi, antologjia Poeti da morire<\/em>, kund\u00ebr d\u00ebnimit me vdekje, q\u00eb pritet t\u00eb botohet m\u00eb 21 shtator.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb botim \u00ebsht\u00eb edhe pamfleti i tij i ri me ushtrime t\u00eb Realizmit terminal me titull Tanto vale chiamarle apocalissi<\/em>, me parath\u00ebnie t\u00eb Guido Oldani dhe pasth\u00ebnie t\u00eb Gianni Antonio Palumbo, p\u00ebr Tabula Fati.<\/p>\n

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P\u00ebrgatiti dhe shqip\u00ebroj Anila Dahriu<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

VITO DAVOLI Nuk kam lexuar ende nj\u00eb lib\u00ebr t\u00eb plot\u00eb t\u00eb autorit Vito Davoli, por duhet t\u00eb falenderojm\u00eb rrjetet sociale dhe kritikat e shumta t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb nga autor\u00eb t\u00eb njohur t\u00eb let\u00ebrsis\u00eb bashk\u00ebkohore, si nga vendi i lindjes, Italia, ashtu edhe n\u00eb aren\u00ebn nd\u00ebrkomb\u00ebtare. Kritikat e Dante Maffia, Marina Caracciolo dhe Guido Oldani, mes t\u00eb […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":5558,"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":[171,166],"tags":[252,299],"book_author":[300],"book_publisher":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5557"}],"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=5557"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5557\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5559,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5557\/revisions\/5559"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5558"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5557"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5557"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5557"},{"taxonomy":"book_author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_author?post=5557"},{"taxonomy":"book_publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_publisher?post=5557"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}