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\"\"<\/a>Namik SELMANI Nj\u00eb thirrje poetike p\u00ebr t\u00eb gdhendur dhimbjen. N\u00eb vend t\u00eb nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtimi me librin ALEPO kaq t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb karvanin e jet\u00ebs letrare n\u00eb bot\u00eb\u2026 Libri \u201cAlepo\u201d \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb antologji letrare. Antologjit\u00eb letrare n\u00eb bot\u00eb i ngjan nj\u00eb \u00e7ast, vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb \u00e7ast, nj\u00eb buqet\u00eb t\u00eb madhe shum\u00ebarom\u00ebshe. Nj\u00eb buqet\u00eb varg\u00ebrore apo edhe eseistike. Nj\u00eb buqet\u00eb q\u00eb nga dora n\u00eb dor\u00eb kalon pragje, kufinj, shtete, dete, male, oqeane dhe ka m\u00eb tej nj\u00eb fat t\u00eb \u00e7uditsh\u00ebm, t\u00eb mistersh\u00ebm, t\u00eb jasht\u00ebzakonsh\u00ebm, at\u00eb t\u00eb LIBRIT. Jan\u00eb 66 poet\u00eb dhe 74 poezi q\u00eb e formojn\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb kuror\u00eb. Po, k\u00ebto poezi-buqeta nuk jan\u00eb askurr\u00eb si buqetat e luleve. Me ato buqeta q\u00eb me shikim t\u00eb menduar apo dhe t\u00eb trishtuar mbushen me moll\u00ebzat e buta t\u00eb n\u00ebnave tona, t\u00eb motrave p\u00ebr t\u2019u dh\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb \u00e7ast me nje ceremoni n\u00eb nj\u00eb dit\u00eblindje , n\u00eb nj\u00eb stadium, n\u00eb nj\u00eb dekorim, ku bien kryesisht n\u00eb sy buz\u00ebqeshjet njer\u00ebzore dhe urimet shum\u00ebgjuh\u00ebshe. Jan\u00eb 66 poet\u00eb dhe 74 poezi q\u00eb e formojn\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb kuror\u00eb. Vihen me kujdesin m\u00eb t\u00eb madh kur ato zbulohen n\u00eb syt\u00eb kureshtar\u00eb t\u00eb atyre q\u00eb jan\u00eb aty. Dhe kjo ndodh vet\u00ebm n\u00eb disa minuta . Ndoshta n\u00eb disa or\u00eb, dhe pastaj nj\u00eb dit\u00eb apo pas disa dit\u00ebsh t\u00eb mbarimit t\u00eb ceremonis\u00eb, dikush e merr dhe e hedh diku. Jo. Jo. Joooooooo. Alepoja na fton sot me vargje gjaku nderimi, dhimbjeje n\u00eb nj\u00eb tryez\u00eb, n\u00eb nj\u00eb sof\u00ebr ose od\u00eb, si do ta thoja shqiptar\u00e7e, p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb po ndodh. E nuk ka nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebgjoj k\u00ebmbanat, t\u00eb d\u00ebgjoj thirrjet, p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb dhimbje . Ma thon\u00eb sot shum\u00eb qart\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb vargjet e poet\u00ebve. Mund t\u00eb ishin dhe t\u00eb nj\u00eb kombi tjet\u00ebr. Po jan\u00eb t\u00eb kombit tim. jan\u00eb ata q\u00eb kan\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn gjak me at\u00eb N\u00ebn\u00eb Terez\u00eb q\u00eb e ka marr\u00eb Kuror\u00ebn e Paqes dhe t\u00eb dashuris\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb bot\u00ebn. Dhe k\u00ebt\u00eb e b\u00ebn Ambasadori i Paqes Tyran Prizren Spahiu. Kush mund ta b\u00ebnte m\u00eb mir\u00eb se ai shtatlist\u00eb q\u00eb e do paqen q\u00eb e do bukurin\u00eb shpirtit njer\u00ebzor q\u00eb e do lumturin\u00eb e \u00e7do brezi me gjuh\u00eb t\u00eb ndryshme? \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb dhimbje piskuese, klithmuese, dridh\u00ebse. N\u00eb folklorin shqiptar, me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn jan\u00eb mbrojtur emocionalisht, shpirt\u00ebrisht dhe moralisht poet\u00ebt e k\u00ebsaj antologjie \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb kryez\u00eb klith\u00ebs. \u00cbsht\u00eb Ajkuna q\u00eb pas shum\u00eb malesh shkon t\u00eb vajtoj\u00eb Omerin e saj. Dhe varri e l\u00ebviz dheun para klithm\u00ebs s\u00eb saj trondit\u00ebse diku n\u00eb nj\u00eb bjeshk\u00eb. Sot p\u00ebr Alepon bashkohen mij\u00ebra dhimbje, piskama, klithje, shtr\u00ebngohen grushte, derdhen lot\u00eb, shkruhet flitet. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb vend n\u00eb hart\u00ebn e bot\u00ebs, n\u00eb turpin e bot\u00ebs thuaj. E nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb Omer n\u00eb Alepo. Bashk\u00eb me t\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb dhe Ajkuna. Mund ta njihja nj\u00eb dit\u00eb tjet\u00ebr Alepon dhe n\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Mund t\u00eb ecja n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt e saj p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb bukurit\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb muze natyror. Me rrug\u00ebt e teatrot e saj. Me at\u00eb madh\u00ebshti q\u00eb ka krijuar njeriu, pavar\u00ebsisht se cil\u00ebs fe i p\u00ebrket. Mund t\u00eb hidhja nj\u00eb valle n\u00eb nj\u00eb shesh t\u00eb saj. T\u00eb recitoja nj\u00eb poezi p\u00ebr harmonin\u00eb e kombeve. Mund t\u00eb pija uj\u00eb diku ose nj\u00eb \u00e7aj. Mund t\u00eb ecja mes aromave t\u00eb luleve e t\u00eb d\u00ebgjoja n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt e gj\u00ebra e t\u00eb ngushta z\u00ebrat e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve q\u00eb nxitojn\u00eb drejt zileve t\u00eb shkollave q\u00eb kan\u00eb nj\u00eb Kod universal n\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb bot\u00ebn. Mund t\u00eb takoja diku n\u00eb nj\u00eb sall\u00eb poet\u00ebt e Alepos se kudo ku ka njer\u00ebz, asnj\u00ebher\u00eb nuk humb fara e poet\u00ebve . M\u2019u kujtua sot nj\u00eb pyetje kaq e bukur e nj\u00eb vizitori q\u00eb kishte ardhur p\u00ebr nj\u00eb vizit\u00eb n\u00eb Berat, pasuri e UNESCO-s -Sa poet\u00eb ka ky qytet ,-i kishte th\u00ebn\u00eb shoq\u00ebruesit, teksa shihte magjit\u00eb e nd\u00ebrtimit, rrug\u00ebt, malet, Osumin. Nj\u00eb pyetje t\u00eb till\u00eb e b\u00ebjn\u00eb sa e sa her\u00eb vizitor\u00ebt kur vizitojn\u00eb Prizrenin me fjongo Lum\u00ebbardhi ku jeton poeti Tyran Prizren Spahiu q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb kumbar i k\u00ebtij libri. K\u00ebt\u00eb pyetje do ta b\u00ebja dhe un\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb qytet\u2026 Dhe sot bashk\u00eb me poet\u00ebt e Alepos jan\u00eb bashkuar dhe ata shqiptar\u00eb. dhe jam me ta, dhe mbyll syt\u00eb me ta, dhe hesht nj\u00eb \u00e7ast me ta, dhe hesht para vargut me ta. Oh. Jo, jo, nuk doja t\u00eb isha pjes\u00eb e dhimbjes. Mund t\u00eb isha diku duke i dh\u00ebn\u00eb pak uj\u00eb atij q\u00eb po jep frym\u00ebn e fundit nga predhat ajrore. Mund t\u00eb vija nj\u00eb lule n\u00eb at\u00eb vend ku me dhjet\u00ebra njer\u00ebz mbeten pa varr. Mund t\u00eb mbaja nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb q\u00eb porsa ka dal\u00eb nga g\u00ebrmadhat, gjys\u00ebm i vdekur, i lebetitur pa z\u00eb, pa lot\u00eb me sy t\u00eb \u00e7ap\u00eblyer q\u00eb s\u2019di k\u00eb k\u00ebrkon m\u00eb par\u00eb Babain? N\u00ebn\u00ebn? Motr\u00ebn? V\u00ebllain? Uj\u00eb p\u00ebr buz\u00ebn e etur? Nj\u00eb lod\u00ebr q\u00eb e ka l\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb g\u00ebrmadha. Mund t\u00eb ndihmoja n\u00eb rrug\u00ebn e hapur drejt liris\u00eb ( liri i th\u00ebn\u00e7in!) drejt nj\u00eb rruge pa kthim nj\u00eb plaku q\u00eb nuk do ia dija gjuh\u00ebn e komunikimit, po do ia njihja gjuh\u00ebn e dhimbjes. Mund t\u00eb isha i pari q\u00eb nes\u00ebr kur Alepoja t\u00eb jet\u00eb e lir\u00eb t\u00eb mbillja nj\u00eb ulli \u00c7am\u00ebrie, Berati, Vlore, t\u00eb blert\u00eb t\u00eb vendlindjes sime, dhe do ta p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja at\u00eb dru shekullor n\u00eb at\u00eb tok\u00eb t\u00eb zhuritur. Oh. Oh. Sot jam n\u00eb radh\u00ebn e poet\u00ebve t\u00eb kombit tim q\u00eb e ka dashur dhe e do paqen dhe e ka marr\u00eb at\u00eb mes luft\u00ebs me gjak d\u00ebshmor\u00ebsh Sot Alepua \u00ebsht\u00eb kryedhimbja. E ku ka dhimbje ka dhe poet\u00eb pavar\u00ebsisht se cilin flamur v\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb Dit\u00ebn e fest\u00ebs s\u00eb kombit t\u00eb tyre n\u00eb ballkon\u00eb, n\u00eb dritare, n\u00eb pragje . T\u00eb ket\u00eb poezi q\u00eb t\u00eb zbuten pak plag\u00ebt e shpirtit t\u00eb Alepos. T\u00eb nxis\u00eb tavolinat e diplomat\u00ebve t\u00eb bot\u00ebs q\u00eb t\u00eb jen\u00eb m\u00eb human\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit t\u00eb gjith\u00eb n\u00ebnshkruajn\u00eb me zem\u00ebr e me varg KUJTES\u00cbN, jo si kronikan\u00ebt e koh\u00ebrave por si flakadan\u00ebt e shpirt\u00ebrave m\u00eb t\u00eb ndjesh\u00ebm t\u00eb bot\u00ebs. Alepo. Alepoooooooo\u2026.. Tiran\u00eb, Prizren 9 janar 2017<\/strong><\/u><\/u><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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