I am a woman, who is like a storm! Sweeping away the chaos, A spring dancing with playful energy, And kissing the world.
Rudina Papajani, is an eminent poet and rose writer of Albania, a country known for its stunning natural beauty, vibrant culture and friendly people
Rudina Papajani was born in Vlora Albania on June 10, 1970. She graduated from the Faculty of Public Health and then attended Master’s studies in General Pathology. The passion for the world of letters has followed her since childhood. She has written two poetic volumes “Algat e shpirtit” and “Violinat e shiut.” In her creativity, she deals with verses about the world of women, social and family gravity, a path she has followed for over 30 years. She has written in various media both in prose and poetry. She also deals with various topics of a psychological and philosophical nature that are constantly published in various media. It was announced at the end of the year by the newspaper Intervista as “Character of the year”. She has performed in many events and activities of the artistic word. Rudina Papajani is known today as a poet who writes not only poetry but also prose, as well as a performer from Vlora. Recently, her creations have been published in foreign media.
THIS IS ME
I am a woman,
Who is like a storm!
Sweeping away the chaos,
A spring dancing with playful energy,
And kissing the world.
I am your sweetheart,
Your rush of a river
Affecting the newly planted fields
By the strength of my soul.
I do not conceal the mist,
I am creating paths
Through the rustling leaves,
From missing you.
Can you sense it, my love?
I am the wind of the mountains
Spreading its wings to greet the sun,
The moment of light laughing at night.
I am the willow flower
Singing loudly
By the dew-filled stream.
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CLOSE TO US…
There is life close to us,
Protecting us from the evil and the lame,
Guiding us towards light and peace,
When we love wholeheartedly.
An angel is close to us,
That descends in rain and lightning,
Providing comforting breath there on my shoulder.
The universe is close to us,
Awakening us and … instilling bravery,
Pushing us harshly on empty days,
And celebrating with us in moments of joy.
This is why I am unafraid of a broken bone,
That pierces our flesh little by little,
I am taking excessive courage, every day
And remove the shavings that stick to us every moment..
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TODAY…
The mountains watch in vain,
To help the hills,
That dwell below them.
There is nothing left,
But the ashes and the burning wind.
Only the evil tongues live properly,
They are extended somewhat too long,
And they are weighed every morning,
When the alum is separated from the sugar,
Even the echoes sound hungry,
Rising the hills to strip away
The mantles of the nobles.
Knowledge nowadays resides only on the mountain’s peaks,
Though the wasps that sleep near a carrion,
Fly in the hope of some beehives.
They eagerly await the SUN,
Some believing it will rise after
“Midnight”……
(English translation Taena Mata)
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Received from Angela Kosta Academic writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist
