Luljeta Lleshanaku Poems
|5.||The Woman And The Giraffes||5/21/2014|
|7.||Always A Premonition||5/21/2014|
|8.||The Old People's Home||5/21/2014|
|9.||Quite By Accident||5/21/2014|
|10.||For As Long As||5/21/2014|
|14.||The Mystery Of Prayers||3/21/2017|
|18.||Monday In Seven Days||3/21/2017|
|19.||It's not time for||3/21/2017|
|21.||Meditation While Shaving||3/21/2017|
|23.||When Love Begins To...||3/21/2017|
Comments about Luljeta Lleshanaku
For my two-year-old daughter Lea
I cannot escape your sunflower gaze,
Do not judge me for what I lack,
A maternal instinct
Which like a water bottle grown cold
Ends up at the foot of the bed.
Understand me, I am like you,
Ever curious about what goes on between two people,
Just like you
I suspect it is something without a history,
Like an apple you bite into only once
And then cast away with no remorse.
Sealed within this anguish
As in a tent of soldiers with no return
Where all of your attempts to escape
Inevitably rub against the chest of someone else
Lying next to you.
There is nowhere for you to go,
The stars like the fingernails of a sorceress
Fashion your fate in the smoke.