Katalogimi n\u00eb botim \u2013 (CIP)<\/b><\/p>\n
Biblioteka Komb\u00ebtare e Kosov\u00ebs \u201cPjet\u00ebr Bogdani\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n
821.131.1-1<\/p>\n
Bova, Giuseppe<\/p>\n
V\u00ebrshimet : poezi \/ Giuseppe Bova ; p\u00ebrktheu nga<\/p>\n
italishtja Anila Dahriu. – Prishtin\u00eb : IWA Bogdani,<\/p>\n
2025. – 66 f. ; 20 cm. – (Biblioteka\u201dAdem Shkreli\u201d)<\/p>\n
1. Dahriu, Anila<\/p>\n
ISBN 978-9951-394-37-6<\/b><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Biblioteka<\/b><\/p>\n
Edition IWA BOGDANI<\/b><\/p>\n
www.iwabogdani.org<\/b><\/p>\n
iwabogdani@gmail.com<\/b><\/p>\n
IWA Bogdani, Brussels \u2013 Prishtin\u00eb<\/p>\n
0032494464251<\/p>\n
Drejtor i botimeve Jeton Kelmendi<\/b><\/p>\n
Autor: Giuseppe Bova<\/b><\/p>\n
Redaktor: Engj<\/b>\u00ebll I. Berisha<\/b><\/p>\n
P\u00ebrktheu nga Italishtja: Anila Dahriu<\/b><\/p>\n
Dizajni i brendshem: Bogdani Design<\/p>\n
Ballina: IWA Bogdani<\/p>\n
Copyright \u00a9 IWA Bogdani<\/b><\/p>\n
ISBN 978-9951-394-37-6<\/b><\/p>\n
Premisa nga autori<\/b><\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Mendova se kalimi i ngadalt\u00eb i viteve mund t\u00eb qet\u00ebsoj\u00eb at\u00eb forc\u00eb t\u00eb brendshme q\u00eb m\u00eb shtyn t\u00eb hyj gjithmon\u00eb n\u00eb aren\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb folur p\u00ebr ndjenjat e mia, d\u00ebshir\u00ebn time p\u00ebr t\u00eb lundruar n\u00ebp\u00ebr bot\u00eb t\u00eb pashkelura, t\u00eb cilat p\u00ebr t\u00ebtjer\u00ebt jan\u00eb skena boshe mosekzistenc ose vendesh.<\/p>\n
Megjithat\u00eb jam k\u00ebtu p\u00ebr t’ju th\u00ebn\u00eb se ka gjithmon\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb d\u00ebshmuar jet\u00ebn, konsistenc\u00ebn materiale e cila nuk p\u00ebrb\u00ebhet vet\u00ebm nga gjestet e p\u00ebrditshme me gjuh\u00ebn e p\u00ebrs\u00ebritur, rezistenc\u00ebn, por nga l\u00ebvizjet e shpirtit q\u00eb ngren\u00eb trupin p\u00ebr ta b\u00ebr\u00eb at\u00eb t\u00eb papreksh\u00ebm, por atletik, vizionar por realist, i zhytur n\u00eb nj\u00eb loj\u00eb rigjenerimesh dhe rilindjesh q\u00eb sjellin nj\u00eb emocion q\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb ndjer\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb. N\u00eb gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb ka nj\u00eb sfid\u00eb ndaj vetes, nj\u00eb p\u00ebrpjekje e ndjer\u00eb q\u00eb Josif Brodsky e quajti “k\u00ebrkim p\u00ebr shenjt\u00ebri” q\u00eb e<\/p>\n
shtyn nj\u00eb poet t\u00eb pajiset “me gozhd\u00eb e \u00e7eki\u00e7 \/ t\u00eb ngjitet n\u00ebmaj\u00ebn e tij t\u00eb pamundur” (Bova) dhe t\u00eb p\u00ebrballet me t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00ebnme ushtrimi e\u201carritjes s\u00eb pen\u00ebs n\u00eb pik\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb t\u00eb shpirtit\u201d. \u00c7far\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb jeta, n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit (Uliksi, Uliksi!), n\u00ebse po d\u00ebshira e vazhdueshme p\u00ebr t\u00eb k\u00ebrkuar shtigje dhe mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb reja, p\u00ebrgjigje t\u00eb reja p\u00ebr pyetjet kapitale t\u00eb mbetura pa p\u00ebrgjigje? A nuk ekziston gjithmon\u00eb brenda nesh d\u00ebshira p\u00ebr t\u00eb kap\u00ebrcyer \u00e7do kufi p\u00ebr t\u00eb k\u00ebrkuar at\u00eb pjes\u00eb t\u00eb vetes m\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb aft\u00eb p\u00ebr t’i dh\u00ebn\u00eb kuptim jet\u00ebs son\u00eb t\u00eb shkurt\u00ebr n\u00eb tok\u00eb? Ky gjest \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebrs\u00ebritur q\u00eb nga origjina e ekzistenc\u00ebs son\u00eb. Motori q\u00eb na drejton nuk mund t\u00eb ndalet n\u00eb konsolidimin e pozicioneve tashm\u00eb t\u00eb fituara, duhet t\u00eb shkoj\u00eb m\u00eb tej, deri n\u00eb zb\u00ebrthimin e \u00e7do rendi formal, deri n\u00eb rigjenerimin e gj\u00ebrave t\u00eb marra padyshim, p\u00ebr t\u00eb pushtuar at\u00eb t\u00eb re, t\u00eb gjall\u00eb, t\u00eb pap\u00ebrs\u00ebritshme t\u00eb fiksur ku mbetet si humbja jon\u00eb dramatike.<\/p>\n
Poezia nuk do t\u00eb jet\u00eb kurr\u00eb nj\u00eb arratisje. Shqisat profetike justifikojn\u00eb arsyet e p\u00ebrplasjes me t\u00eb tashmen e ekspozuar n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb dramatike me pabarazit\u00eb, paragjykimet, egoizmin e saj, me dhun\u00ebn, barbarin\u00eb, \u00e7njer\u00ebzimin dhe e shtynjn\u00ebv\u00ebshtrimin drejt s\u00eb ardhmes p\u00ebr t\u00eb k\u00ebrkuar harmonin\u00eb, p\u00ebr t’undjer\u00eb pjes\u00eb e s\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
Poezia \u00ebsht\u00eb klithma e mundshme n\u00eb mb\u00ebshtetje t\u00eb t\u00eb pafajshmit, t\u00eb fundit, t\u00eb sakrifikuarit. Frymon dhe ushqehet nga syt\u00eb mikprit\u00ebs, krah\u00ebt bujar\u00eb, intuitat parashikuese dhe t\u00eb pashpjegueshme p\u00ebr origjinalitetin e tyre. Ajo l\u00eb gjurm\u00eb dhe simbole sepse d\u00ebshiron t\u00eb b\u00ebhet z\u00ebri i njer\u00ebzimit dhe i koh\u00ebs s\u00eb saj. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb moment n\u00eb t\u00eb cilin kthimi n\u00eb poezi b\u00ebhetv\u00ebrtet nj\u00eb nevoj\u00eb e pashmangshme, p\u00ebr t’i dh\u00ebn\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebd\u00ebshir\u00ebs son\u00eb p\u00ebr liri, p\u00ebr t\u00eb shprehur nj\u00eb l\u00ebvizje \u00e7lirimtare, p\u00ebr t\u00eb ofruar nj\u00eb mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb re n\u00eb koh\u00ebn e disfat\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
Shkruan Montale:<\/p>\n
Nuk jam Leopardi, l\u00eb pak p\u00ebr t\u00eb djegur
\n<\/i>Pothuajse \u00ebsht\u00eb e tep\u00ebrt t\u00eb jetosh n\u00eb p\u00ebrqindje
\n<\/i>Jetova aq pak, mos m\u00eb shtoni doz\u00ebn
\n<\/i>Shpesh halli bie mbi hallexhiun.
\n<\/i>Vargu shikon bot\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb na dh\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb dor\u00eb bujare, p\u00ebr t\u00eb
\nna shoq\u00ebruar n\u00eb heshtje, p\u00ebr t\u00eb na shkundur nga tortura, p\u00ebr
\nt\u00eb hapur dyert p\u00ebr t\u00eb pamundur\u00ebn, p\u00ebr \u00ebndrr\u00ebn, p\u00ebr t\u00eb
\nv\u00ebrtet\u00ebn.<\/p>\n
Dhe nuk k\u00ebrkon asgj\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebmbim, sepse k\u00ebshtu i hap krah\u00ebt poezia. Vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr dashuri.<\/p>","protected":false},"featured_media":5418,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0},"product_cat":[47,82],"product_tag":[],"book_author":[],"book_publisher":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/product\/5396"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/product"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/product"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5396"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/product\/5396\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5417,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/product\/5396\/revisions\/5417"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5418"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"product_cat","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/product_cat?post=5396"},{"taxonomy":"product_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/product_tag?post=5396"},{"taxonomy":"book_author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_author?post=5396"},{"taxonomy":"book_publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_publisher?post=5396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}