by Irsa Ruçi
Waiting for light
I’ll stand till the dragonflies
Be aware that you can’t play with time
Without reflecting it in the peaceful times
Discretion of night,
But the strange side of the day
Is lost…
Then, I’ll stand a little for my self
Till I write all the lines I want
Before dragonflies be gone.
The cherry tree will blossom
Till I end the last poem
Written unconsciously
Written in absence
While I was waiting the birth of dragonflies!
I’ll stand till I have wiped out
The last tear of sadness
In the polluted pond of our consciousness.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Irsa Ruçi was born in Tirana, Albania in 1990. Her books of poetry include Trokas mbi ajër (2008) Pështjellim (2010). She has been published in anthologies: Antologji, 2007; I kërkoj agimit vesën, 2008; Antologji poetike “Kushtuar dashurisë”, 2014; Antologji poetike “Udha”, 2014; Antologji poetike, 2014; “Malli dhe brenga nga distancat”, 2014; Antologji poetike “Qyteti”, 2014; Poeteca, 2015; and her works has appeared in a number of print and online national and international magazines, including Sling Magazine, Issue 5; Ann Arbor Review, Issue 15; Poeteca Magazine, Issue 35; Aquillrelle Anthology, 2015, Aquillrelle Anthology, 2016, Metaphor Magazine Issue 5, etc. And Among many awards, she has received The first prize in poetry, in competition "Anthology 2007", as the best poet in Albania.
Last updated April 19, 2016