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1 Albani| from the eye of the Lord.~1991~~
2 Out | well they suit one another.~1992~~
3 Love | in that dry bed.~Tirana 2000~~
4 Land | one side scarlet beehives a-buzzing,~On the other, hulls faded
5 | above
6 | According
7 Life | fall stagnant, salacious~To affirm in grandeur their denial.~
8 Girls | spread word of a distant age,~But where,~Where was I
9 Girls | lovers.~All day long they aged in the classroom,~Salting
10 Albani| upwards above it.~It is the ancient dream of a ship,~A yacht
11 Love | I will perhaps call you Anna.~As if borrowed, the years
12 Life | In all this struggle of annihilation~The grass wins out over
13 Love | goal,~The frontiers will appear in the end,~Though we have
14 Girls | day in April...~My chance appearance in the library~Came, it
15 Girls | was that distant day in April...~My chance appearance
16 | are
17 Girls | midst:~One could hear the arid crackle of mice munching
18 | As
19 Girls | writing~And rustled to no avail~The licit sound of mice~
20 Out | remember that you are only awake~And everything happened
21 Love | And mighty hands on other banks~Will one day meet in that
22 Love | five oceans.~I will be a banner for those tribes.~And if
23 Love | the dead.~Then, they will baptize us... Yet you, unwearied~
24 Love | will be naked, you will be bare,~The two of us crossing
25 Love | will be the River which bears the Log,~One day promised
26 Albani| flutters in two halves,~Wings beating to sear bloody wounds.~It
27 Girls | With time unmoved in their beds.~I spread word of a distant
28 Land | opposition; on one side scarlet beehives a-buzzing,~On the other,
29 | been
30 Girls | with child.~I saw their bellies like fresh tombs~From which
31 | between
32 Girls | And in the end, the snow blasted and blew in all directions,~
33 Girls | end, the snow blasted and blew in all directions,~Every
34 Girls | yet, I did,~And found them blithe and all with child.~I saw
35 Albani| halves,~Wings beating to sear bloody wounds.~It is not part of
36 Love | perhaps call you Anna.~As if borrowed, the years which never return~
37 Girls | classroom,~Salting their tender bowels~With talk of love. Vanished
38 Girls | With poisoned milk in their breasts~They told me their tales
39 Love | fair names~I will perhaps call you Anna.~As if borrowed,
40 Girls | appearance in the library~Came, it seemed, to a sad conclusion.~
41 Girls | Making tiny crosses on the cards~With their faded fingers.
42 Out | And respect flows like a cataract over that one-time skull.~
43 Girls | The Regulations at the Catholic School for Girls~(Rregullat
44 Love | Old Chamber for a New Love~(Stancë e
45 Girls | distant day in April...~My chance appearance in the library~
46 Girls | them blithe and all with child.~I saw their bellies like
47 Out | farm-boy illusions.~A lucid childhood,~Lived normally and without
48 Out | sacrifice full of the smell of chlorophyll~Ploughs your farm-boy illusions.~
49 Girls | day long they aged in the classroom,~Salting their tender bowels~
50 Life | the tomb.~The dead man now comprehends~That it isn't a question
51 Girls | Came, it seemed, to a sad conclusion.~And in the end, the snow
52 Out | happened devoid of eyelids.~The conditions ripen~And respect flows
53 Life | with God...~And the lord continues his undoing.~The rains fall
54 Life | elegiac poplar~Signed a contract with the grass.~Entered
55 | could
56 Girls | One could hear the arid crackle of mice munching biscuits,~
57 Out | metaphysics,~No flights and crashes, no losses~Of Liburnian
58 Girls | was I at that moment of crisis~When the dreams of my lovers~
59 Girls | might have,~Making tiny crosses on the cards~With their
60 Love | will be bare,~The two of us crossing hills and vales.~In the
61 Love | Nowhere will you spill a crumb,~And I will envy neither
62 Girls | tales in haste~And they cursed any future joy I might have,~
63 Love | Love~(Stancë e vjetër për dashurinë e re)~(for Elvana)~When
64 Life | affirm in grandeur their denial.~Ponderous, the proof of
65 Life | pale poplar's pith,~Yet, it depends on how he filched it.~At
66 Albani| ship,~A yacht kissing the depths.~It flaps and flutters in
67 Love | squirming and quivers, to detach from my body...~Nowhere
68 Out | And everything happened devoid of eyelids.~The conditions
69 | did
70 Girls | blasted and blew in all directions,~Every day a new storm.~
71 Out | morning~And remember you don't know where you left your
72 | down
73 Albani| above it.~It is the ancient dream of a ship,~A yacht kissing
74 Girls | moment of crisis~When the dreams of my lovers~Turned tiresome
75 Out | left at home,~The other dripped from a tap in silence.~Then
76 Life | Fowl fled...~The lone, elegiac poplar~Signed a contract
77 Out | which~There would be no ellipses or metaphysics,~No flights
78 Love | për dashurinë e re)~(for Elvana)~When we, without a word,
79 Love | Light and long the road we embark on,~Like every vehicle which
80 Life | contract with the grass.~Entered a man with a hatchet~And
81 Love | spill a crumb,~And I will envy neither the living nor the
82 | everything
83 Life | question of pride, but of existence.~Yet, he sighs for posterity.~
84 Albani| A tear fallen from the eye of the Lord.~1991~~
85 Out | everything happened devoid of eyelids.~The conditions ripen~And
86 Out | know where you left your eyes.~One, you forget you left
87 Girls | lovers (though pale their faces)~I would never be able to
88 Land | Përkundruall)~Two little hills facing one another and a serpentine
89 Love | tribes.~And if we find no fair names~I will perhaps call
90 Life | continues his undoing.~The rains fall stagnant, salacious~To affirm
91 Albani| planet, but a star,~A tear fallen from the eye of the Lord.~
92 Out | chlorophyll~Ploughs your farm-boy illusions.~A lucid childhood,~
93 Love | winter will tumble to their fate.~Light and long the road
94 Life | Yet, it depends on how he filched it.~At any rate, with some
95 Love | those tribes.~And if we find no fair names~I will perhaps
96 Girls | the cards~With their faded fingers. According~To my lovers (
97 Love | Log,~One day promised to five oceans.~I will be a banner
98 Albani| yacht kissing the depths.~It flaps and flutters in two halves,~
99 Life | seasons all summer long.~Fowl fled...~The lone, elegiac poplar~
100 Life | rate, with some pain in the flesh.~But the man is no longer,~
101 Out | ellipses or metaphysics,~No flights and crashes, no losses~Of
102 Out | conditions ripen~And respect flows like a cataract over that
103 Albani| the depths.~It flaps and flutters in two halves,~Wings beating
104 Love | land, where we never had foes,~And mighty hands on other
105 Out | been harvesting ~Lucerne forever and~A gentle sacrifice full
106 Out | left your eyes.~One, you forget you left at home,~The other
107 Girls | talk of love. Vanished and~Forgotten was that distant day in
108 Life | seasons all summer long.~Fowl fled...~The lone, elegiac
109 Girls | I saw their bellies like fresh tombs~From which wafted
110 Love | strays from its goal,~The frontiers will appear in the end,~
111 Out | forever and~A gentle sacrifice full of the smell of chlorophyll~
112 Girls | haste~And they cursed any future joy I might have,~Making
113 Out | no losses~Of Liburnian galleys~In the limp and practical
114 Out | harvesting ~Lucerne forever and~A gentle sacrifice full of the smell
115 Out | Out~(Jashtë)~You get up in the morning~And remember
116 Girls | the Catholic School for Girls~(Rregullat e Shkollës Katolike
117 Love | vehicle which strays from its goal,~The frontiers will appear
118 Life | salacious~To affirm in grandeur their denial.~Ponderous,
119 Albani| Albania~(Shqipëria)~Albania is greater than its soil,~Than the
120 Girls | Misfortune pelted like a hailstorm,~They found me nailed to
121 Love | Though we have journeyed but half the way.~I will be naked,
122 Albani| flaps and flutters in two halves,~Wings beating to sear bloody
123 Love | never had foes,~And mighty hands on other banks~Will one
124 Out | only awake~And everything happened devoid of eyelids.~The conditions
125 Love | River, I will be the Log~And hardly will you be able, with your
126 Out | skull.~You seem to have been harvesting ~Lucerne forever and~A gentle
127 Girls | They told me their tales in haste~And they cursed any future
128 Life | grass.~Entered a man with a hatchet~And sampled some of the
129 Girls | in their midst:~One could hear the arid crackle of mice
130 | his
131 Out | you forget you left at home,~The other dripped from
132 Girls | never be able to leave the hospital,~And yet, I did,~And found
133 Girls | most obscure of military hospitals in that town.~Now it was
134 Girls | fine fragrance of writing hovered in their midst:~One could
135 Land | a-buzzing,~On the other, hulls faded and silent.~~
136 Out | chlorophyll~Ploughs your farm-boy illusions.~A lucid childhood,~Lived
137 Life | now comprehends~That it isn't a question of pride, but
138 Out | Out~(Jashtë)~You get up in the morning~
139 Love | the end,~Though we have journeyed but half the way.~I will
140 Girls | And they cursed any future joy I might have,~Making tiny
141 Girls | Girls~(Rregullat e Shkollës Katolike të Vajzave)~The fine fragrance
142 Albani| dream of a ship,~A yacht kissing the depths.~It flaps and
143 Out | morning~And remember you don't know where you left your eyes.~
144 Girls | that town.~Now it was too late,~With poisoned milk in their
145 Love | hills and vales.~In the law of the flow we will willingly
146 Girls | chance appearance in the library~Came, it seemed, to a sad
147 Out | and crashes, no losses~Of Liburnian galleys~In the limp and
148 Girls | rustled to no avail~The licit sound of mice~Still revelling~
149 Love | When we, without a word, lie down for the night~You will
150 Life | Still Life, Very Still~(Prova e tokës)~
151 Out | Liburnian galleys~In the limp and practical body of man...~
152 Love | will you be able, with your lips pressed on mine,~In squirming
153 Out | illusions.~A lucid childhood,~Lived normally and without regret,~
154 Love | I will envy neither the living nor the dead.~Then, they
155 Life | summer long.~Fowl fled...~The lone, elegiac poplar~Signed a
156 Life | flesh.~But the man is no longer,~Nor the grass,~Nor the
157 Out | flights and crashes, no losses~Of Liburnian galleys~In
158 Out | to have been harvesting ~Lucerne forever and~A gentle sacrifice
159 Out | your farm-boy illusions.~A lucid childhood,~Lived normally
160 Girls | and rose, those wretched maidens,~With time unmoved in their
161 Girls | found them unprepared,~My majestic lovers.~All day long they
162 Girls | future joy I might have,~Making tiny crosses on the cards~
163 | many
164 Love | other banks~Will one day meet in that dry bed.~Tirana
165 Out | would be no ellipses or metaphysics,~No flights and crashes,
166 Girls | writing hovered in their midst:~One could hear the arid
167 | might
168 Love | where we never had foes,~And mighty hands on other banks~Will
169 Girls | bed~In the most obscure of military hospitals in that town.~
170 Girls | too late,~With poisoned milk in their breasts~They told
171 Love | with your lips pressed on mine,~In squirming and quivers,
172 Girls | Turned tiresome and troubled?~Misfortune pelted like a hailstorm,~
173 Girls | where,~Where was I at that moment of crisis~When the dreams
174 Out | Jashtë)~You get up in the morning~And remember you don't know
175 | most
176 Girls | the arid crackle of mice munching biscuits,~Yet, it was a
177 Girls | hailstorm,~They found me nailed to my bed~In the most obscure
178 Love | half the way.~I will be naked, you will be bare,~The two
179 Love | And if we find no fair names~I will perhaps call you
180 Out | practical body of man...~Present neglect and past oblivion,~How well
181 | neither
182 Love | a word, lie down for the night~You will be the River, I
183 Out | A lucid childhood,~Lived normally and without regret,~Like
184 | not
185 | Nowhere
186 Out | Present neglect and past oblivion,~How well they suit one
187 Girls | nailed to my bed~In the most obscure of military hospitals in
188 Love | One day promised to five oceans.~I will be a banner for
189 Love | Old Chamber for a New Love~(
190 Out | like a cataract over that one-time skull.~You seem to have
191 Land | them.~Two little hills in opposition; on one side scarlet beehives
192 | or
193 Life | At any rate, with some pain in the flesh.~But the man
194 Albani| bloody wounds.~It is not part of this planet, but a star,~
195 Out | man...~Present neglect and past oblivion,~How well they
196 Land | another and a serpentine path between them.~Two little
197 Girls | and troubled?~Misfortune pelted like a hailstorm,~They found
198 Love | New Love~(Stancë e vjetër për dashurinë e re)~(for Elvana)~
199 | perhaps
200 Land | The Proof of the Land~(Përkundruall)~Two little hills facing
201 Life | some of the pale poplar's pith,~Yet, it depends on how
202 Albani| It is not part of this planet, but a star,~A tear fallen
203 Out | the smell of chlorophyll~Ploughs your farm-boy illusions.~
204 Girls | Now it was too late,~With poisoned milk in their breasts~They
205 Life | in grandeur their denial.~Ponderous, the proof of the land
206 Life | existence.~Yet, he sighs for posterity.~How many seasons will the
207 Out | galleys~In the limp and practical body of man...~Present neglect
208 Out | practical body of man...~Present neglect and past oblivion,~
209 Love | be able, with your lips pressed on mine,~In squirming and
210 Life | That it isn't a question of pride, but of existence.~Yet,
211 Love | which bears the Log,~One day promised to five oceans.~I will be
212 Life | Still Life, Very Still~(Prova e tokës)~The year had twelve
213 Life | comprehends~That it isn't a question of pride, but of existence.~
214 Love | on mine,~In squirming and quivers, to detach from my body...~
215 Life | continues his undoing.~The rains fall stagnant, salacious~
216 Life | how he filched it.~At any rate, with some pain in the flesh.~
217 Love | e vjetër për dashurinë e re)~(for Elvana)~When we, without
218 Out | Lived normally and without regret,~Like all useful things,
219 Girls | The Regulations at the Catholic School for
220 Out | The conditions ripen~And respect flows like a cataract over
221 Love | borrowed, the years which never return~From winter to winter will
222 Girls | licit sound of mice~Still revelling~With dry biscuits in the
223 Out | eyelids.~The conditions ripen~And respect flows like a
224 Love | fate.~Light and long the road we embark on,~Like every
225 Girls | new storm.~They woke and rose, those wretched maidens,~
226 Girls | Catholic School for Girls~(Rregullat e Shkollës Katolike të Vajzave)~
227 Girls | fragrance of writing~And rustled to no avail~The licit sound
228 | s
229 Out | Lucerne forever and~A gentle sacrifice full of the smell of chlorophyll~
230 Girls | library~Came, it seemed, to a sad conclusion.~And in the end,
231 Life | The rains fall stagnant, salacious~To affirm in grandeur their
232 Girls | they aged in the classroom,~Salting their tender bowels~With
233 Life | a man with a hatchet~And sampled some of the pale poplar'
234 Girls | blithe and all with child.~I saw their bellies like fresh
235 Land | opposition; on one side scarlet beehives a-buzzing,~On the
236 Girls | Regulations at the Catholic School for Girls~(Rregullat e Shkollës
237 Albani| halves,~Wings beating to sear bloody wounds.~It is not
238 | seem
239 | seemed
240 Land | facing one another and a serpentine path between them.~Two little
241 Albani| is the ancient dream of a ship,~A yacht kissing the depths.~
242 Girls | School for Girls~(Rregullat e Shkollës Katolike të Vajzave)~The
243 Albani| Albania~(Shqipëria)~Albania is greater than
244 Land | hills in opposition; on one side scarlet beehives a-buzzing,~
245 Life | but of existence.~Yet, he sighs for posterity.~How many
246 Life | The lone, elegiac poplar~Signed a contract with the grass.~
247 Out | other dripped from a tap in silence.~Then you remember that
248 Land | the other, hulls faded and silent.~~
249 Out | cataract over that one-time skull.~You seem to have been harvesting ~
250 Albani| than its soil,~Than the sky stretching upwards above
251 Out | gentle sacrifice full of the smell of chlorophyll~Ploughs your
252 Girls | conclusion.~And in the end, the snow blasted and blew in all
253 Albani| Albania is greater than its soil,~Than the sky stretching
254 Girls | rustled to no avail~The licit sound of mice~Still revelling~
255 Love | body...~Nowhere will you spill a crumb,~And I will envy
256 Girls | unmoved in their beds.~I spread word of a distant age,~But
257 Life | How many seasons will the springtime have?~God only knows what
258 Love | lips pressed on mine,~In squirming and quivers, to detach from
259 Life | undoing.~The rains fall stagnant, salacious~To affirm in
260 Love | Chamber for a New Love~(Stancë e vjetër për dashurinë e
261 Albani| part of this planet, but a star,~A tear fallen from the
262 Girls | directions,~Every day a new storm.~They woke and rose, those
263 Love | Like every vehicle which strays from its goal,~The frontiers
264 Albani| than its soil,~Than the sky stretching upwards above it.~It is
265 Life | the poplar.~In all this struggle of annihilation~The grass
266 Out | oblivion,~How well they suit one another.~1992~~
267 Life | year had twelve seasons all summer long.~Fowl fled...~The lone,
268 Girls | breasts~They told me their tales in haste~And they cursed
269 Girls | their tender bowels~With talk of love. Vanished and~Forgotten
270 Out | The other dripped from a tap in silence.~Then you remember
271 Girls | Rregullat e Shkollës Katolike të Vajzave)~The fine fragrance
272 Albani| this planet, but a star,~A tear fallen from the eye of the
273 Girls | classroom,~Salting their tender bowels~With talk of love.
274 | There
275 Out | regret,~Like all useful things, without which~There would
276 Girls | those wretched maidens,~With time unmoved in their beds.~I
277 Girls | joy I might have,~Making tiny crosses on the cards~With
278 Love | day meet in that dry bed.~Tirana 2000~~
279 Girls | dreams of my lovers~Turned tiresome and troubled?~Misfortune
280 Life | Life, Very Still~(Prova e tokës)~The year had twelve seasons
281 Girls | milk in their breasts~They told me their tales in haste~
282 Life | grass wins out over the tomb.~The dead man now comprehends~
283 Girls | their bellies like fresh tombs~From which wafted a fine
284 | too
285 Girls | military hospitals in that town.~Now it was too late,~With
286 Love | will be a banner for those tribes.~And if we find no fair
287 Girls | lovers~Turned tiresome and troubled?~Misfortune pelted like
288 Love | From winter to winter will tumble to their fate.~Light and
289 Girls | the dreams of my lovers~Turned tiresome and troubled?~Misfortune
290 Life | Prova e tokës)~The year had twelve seasons all summer long.~
291 Life | And the lord continues his undoing.~The rains fall stagnant,
292 Girls | wretched maidens,~With time unmoved in their beds.~I spread
293 Girls | weary winter~That found them unprepared,~My majestic lovers.~All
294 Love | will baptize us... Yet you, unwearied~In the flow... You will
295 | up
296 Albani| Than the sky stretching upwards above it.~It is the ancient
297 Out | without regret,~Like all useful things, without which~There
298 Girls | Rregullat e Shkollës Katolike të Vajzave)~The fine fragrance of writing
299 Love | of us crossing hills and vales.~In the law of the flow
300 Girls | bowels~With talk of love. Vanished and~Forgotten was that distant
301 Love | we embark on,~Like every vehicle which strays from its goal,~
302 | Very
303 Love | for a New Love~(Stancë e vjetër për dashurinë e re)~(for
304 Girls | like fresh tombs~From which wafted a fine fragrance of writing~
305 Love | have journeyed but half the way.~I will be naked, you will
306 Girls | biscuits,~Yet, it was a weary winter~That found them unprepared,~
307 | well
308 Love | law of the flow we will willingly leave~That land, where we
309 Albani| flutters in two halves,~Wings beating to sear bloody wounds.~
310 Life | of annihilation~The grass wins out over the tomb.~The dead
311 Girls | Every day a new storm.~They woke and rose, those wretched
312 Albani| Wings beating to sear bloody wounds.~It is not part of this
313 Girls | They woke and rose, those wretched maidens,~With time unmoved
314 Albani| ancient dream of a ship,~A yacht kissing the depths.~It flaps
315 Life | Still~(Prova e tokës)~The year had twelve seasons all summer
316 Love | Anna.~As if borrowed, the years which never return~From
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