by Irma Kurti
I lived a severe winter of love
with chilliness, rain, and snow;
I didn’t know there were too
other seasons in this world.
Immersed every day in an abyss,
I felt shivers and coldness.
Above me—an endless gray sky;
I lost the light, the music, the songs.
This severe, everlasting period
robbed all my happiness and joy.
I forgot about the other seasons.
I was with you, but still alone.
In that winter without a caress,
I desperately needed some fire;
but you could not give it to me;
you didn’t say even, “good-bye.”
I knew only the gray sky.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
IRMA KURTI is an Albanian poet, writer, lyricist, journalist, and translator and has been writing since she was a child. She is a naturalized Italian and lives in Bergamo, Italy. All her books are dedicated to the memory of her beloved parents, Hasan Kurti and Sherife Mezini, who have supported and encouraged every step of her literary path., Kurti has won numerous literary prizes and awards in Albania, Greece, Italy, Switzerland, USA, Canada, Philippines, Lebanon and China. She was awarded the Universum Donna International Prize IX Edition 2013 for Literature and received a lifetime nomination as an Ambassador of Peace by the University of Peace, Italian Switzerland., In 2020, she became the honorary president of WikiPoesia, the encyclopedia of poetry. In 2023 she was awarded a Career Award from the Universum Academy Switzerland., Irma Kurti is a member of the jury for several literary competitions in Italy. She is also a translator for the Ithaca Foundation in Spain., Irma Kurti has published more than 110 works, including books of poetry, fiction and translations. She is one of the most translated and published Albanian poets. Her books have been translated and published in 22 countries.
Last updated September 30, 2022