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Re: Ithaca
Citim:
Po citoj ato që tha Klodel
When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,
pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon- do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and yourbody.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
The fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
if you don't carry them within you soul,
if your hearts doe not set them up before you.
Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian citis,
to learn and learn from scholars.
Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
wich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.
Ithaca ahs given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would never have set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.
And if you find her poor, Ithaca hasnot deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.
Constantine Cavafy
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U zgjova me kete poezi ne mendje. Po perpiqem te zbuloj rrugen per te arritur Itaken.
Dje fola me ujin teksa rrija ne shkembijte buze liqenit me koken ne diell dhe me kembet ne uje, me pulebardhat qe me vinin shume afer. Fola me valet qe perkedhelnin bregun, fola me guret e mbulluar me alga. Fola pa fjale, lejova boten timete fliste e te shkrihej me natyren. E lejova veten te degjoj fort zerin e brendshem. Ripashe nje enderr qe e kisha harruar,po qe u shfaq qartazi sa pyeta veten duke pare pasqyrimin tim ne uje, a eshte reale? Pse me shfaqet tani? si pergjigje pashe ngritje supesh- Nuk e di. Ndoshta koha do e tregoje kuptimin e vertete.
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