If… -Poetry from Albania

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Skanderbeg Square, Tirana, Albania - Photo: Britannica

If you dare to open 

The door to my mind, 

Be ready for what you find. 

Ana Korça, a renowned poetess from Albania, shares her two poems

Ana Korca- Albania- Sindh CourierAna Korça was born on March 6, 1967 in Albania. From 1985 to 1990, she pursued higher education at the Faculty of Medicine, majoring in Dentistry, in Tirana. In 1995, along with her husband and family, she immigrated to the United Kingdom, where, after learning English, she worked as a translator. In addition to this, Ana Korça has been involved in literature and is known to Albanian readers through her books of poetry, as well as her participation in literary competitions and activities. She is also very active on social media. Ana Korça is the author of the following books:

“Aphorisms,” sayings and sentences; “The Woman Who Collects Waves,” poetry; “If I Were a Storm,” poetry; “Wrap Yourself in the Rain,” poetry; “Rain Songs in My City”, poetry; “The Rose-Colored Path of Passion,” (haiku and short poems) and “Shadows of Autumn,” poetry.

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IF…

If you dare to open 

The door to my mind, 

Be ready for what you find. 

I am an amalgam of seasons. 

My mind 

Will pour over you. 

It rains heavily 

Inside my head. 

There are many storms. 

I do not control the weather. 

And if you have decided to knock 

On my mind, 

Bring an umbrella with you.

(From the latest poetry collection titled: Rain Songs in My City)

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And so, she entered her place, that secret land, where the only sounds are laughter and song.

That sweet world, where the only sights are pleasant silver waters and golden smiles,

From a billion dancing stars.

In the meadow of light, she found herself,

A radiant butterfly,

Flying beyond the boundaries of an infinite universe.

Step by step, she uncovered the secrets of the heart, like a flower blooming under the rays of the dawn sun, with the fragrance of eternal love.

In that oasis of silence, she felt the melody of the soul, like a magical violin playing the notes of life, carved in the bronze of eternity.

That sweet world, where the stars dance in symphony, and the sky embraces the earth with a warm kiss, bringing peace and happiness.

And so, she entered her place, that secret land, where every step is a dream,

And every breath is a poem.

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Received from Angela Kosta Executive Director of MIRIADE Magazine, Academic, journalist, writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator

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