This April Is Queer Poem by Riza Braholli

This April is queer;
through the sky with a cup in hand
is drinking blue milk.

A temperate father with the sun's baby in hand
knocking on beehives
with shy petals of violets

Tweeting to the birds; on leas
laying a tablecloth of daisies,
and starry wine for pagan gods.

This April is queer
Putting psalms on daisies' lips
for my limpid beloved.
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Translation from Albanian into English
By Alfred Kola
Korçë,11/11/2018