Five Views of Mists


The blind sees
With the eyes of mists

Even trees hide their greenery
In mists

The sun buried in mists
Looks like a pale moon
And the river’s memory is
The bluish green oblivion of pearls

Cities and mists write
The chronicles of the sun’s solitude

Mists even without solitude inside
Count almost nothing…

Alisa Velaj

Translated from Albanian by Ukë Zenel Buçpapaj

Alisa Velaj was born in the southern port town of Vlora, Albania, in 1982. Her work has appeared in a number of print and online international magazines. Her first full-length book, A Gospel of Light, from which this poem is taken, was published by Aquillrelle in 2015

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