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Jeton Kelmendi (Kosovo – Belgium)

Jeton Kelmendi is a famous poet, player, publicist, translator, publisher and a professor of university and academic. Born in the city of Peja, Kosovo (1978), he continued his studies at the University of Pristina and received the degree of Bachelor of Arts in Mass communication. He completed his post-graduate studies at the Free University of Brussels, Belgium, specializing in International and Security Studies. He finished his second master degree in diplomacy. Kelmendi did a PhD in the “Influence of media in EU Political Security Issues”. He is professor at AAB University College. He is active member of the European Academy of Science and Arts in Salzburg Austria. He is the most translated Albanian Poet and well known in Europe. According to a number of literary critics, Kelmendi is the genuine representative of modern Albanian poetry. He received more then 50 international and national awards. He has published 11 poetry books, 12 books on political sciences and he has translated more that 70 books. His poetry is translated in and published 42 languages.

Baptism of the Soul
A moment will accept also the time
It does not have to happen different when people love.
                           —Odysseus Elitis

Ignored by laws and rules
Get ready
That I look at you with blue eyes
And capture you:
I say a word
And to nail
As Christ,
To baptize with two names
Both mine and yours
It’ life.

With the first name
I baptize the time,
With the second one
Thoughts approaching us:
This time
You are your own thoughts
And in these thoughts
You’re the self-time.

I want
That the sun to set beyond
My birth
Rise between us
And go down
Beyond You.

Me and you together cross over
The path
And we go to another field
Where are waiting for the sequel?


A Spoiled Thinking

High body
A mild thought
That comes
And it occupies me in the evenings,
Just before bedtime.

Sounder
Like the night that we loved
Faster
And quickly we left
Each other.

Wilder
A binding thought
That takes my time,
It forces me
To love you one more
Time
Like that first minute.

Lazdrak
Like a bad kid
A reflective thought
She flips me
With your love.

Ah thought, spoiled think!