Flora Bovina

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Call me by my name


If you know me, you know my name,
It is a name of flight
If you know my name, do not call me flight.


If you have !!een me, you know who I am,
I have the wings of a partridge,
If you know who I am, do not call me a partridge.


If you have heard my song. you know how I sing
The nightingale is my brother,
If you know how I sing, do not interrupt my song.


If you hate tears, you know I do not cry,
I am no kin of the cuckoo,
If you know I do not cry, do not say I have no feelings.

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

The year 1981



The stench and clank of metal spread,
The music of the streets has taken refuge in the suburbs,
The little girl has scraped her knee, off with you now
and don't cry,
Wide-eyed he emerges from the crowd,
Entering the race, The unseen arena, toreador and bull,
Ole ole ole,
The weight of the tank leaves tracks in the asphalt,
Ole ole ole,
He rushes forth
And grasps it
By the head,
Covering it
With a red cloth,
The machine, now blinded by the eagle,
Is dazed And disoriented,
What black beauty,
Empty flowerpots
Cascade down from balconies,
Rakatak, rakatak,
Rakatak, rakatak,
Flowerpots hurtling through the air
Know nothing of the curfew,
Rakatak, rakatak,
You in the midst
Plant artificial flowers
The policeman screams and takes down your address
While guarding the shattered flowerpots
And tank tracks in the asphalt.

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Don't


Don't touch that flower
said the watchman in the park
as if he were guarding the laurel
and not a flower devoid of flagrance.

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

At my table




At my table speak not of the serpent,
Births take fright with umbilical cords still tied,


I"ll be busy baking bread as big as wheels,


At my table do not remain idle,
Pass the bread and salt for your craving,


I"ll be busy giving birth to plants and trees,


At my table never be silent
To songs and the clatter of spoons,


I"ll be busy whispering folk tales


Instead of the blessing,
Instead of the blessing.

[Ani]

oh thanks star. i love this woman's work. nuk jam ne dijeni nese brovina shkruan ne anglisht, (kto me duket jane te perkthyera, yes?) po me ka pelqyer shume zeri i saj qe kur e kam lexuar per here te pare para nje viti. deri tani eshte poetja ime e preferuar shqiptare.

thanx,
ani