Ganimete Jashari

Ganimete Jashari writes poetry for Fjala Është Art, which has published 12 of her pieces.

Writing

Fire and Embers..

I would be called a queen of fire, The returning arc was disappointing, In that silent patch of sky, I would fade like snow-white hair. I am scorched like a flame-bearer, The pains…

Ganimete Jashari

Poetry

Oh, How Far We Are

My longing for you, / Like this wave, sea, / Sometimes a white-maned horse, / That leaps full of joy, / Foaming wave, / Licking at the limbs, / How the legs turn to water, / Under the weight of…

Ganimete Jashari

Poetry

Hey, Father. You don't know how much I cried, At the foot of your grave, You closed your eyes without having me near, Were the teardrops enough, I wonder? Not with laughter, loneliness, or tears, Perhaps…

Ganimete Jashari

Poetry

You angel of light...

The tears are there and they are not, the sea salt has dried them up, the sun has ploughed the thirst my eyes have gone blind.. A great longing has seized me, with a black carpet it has…

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Poetry

A mother's word is a council.

The lips hold the word captive, No place is found near the mother, Out of tears you built a monument, A thousand years' glory of suffering. Wintered like the snow-capped mountains, She was left a widow…

Ganimete Jashari

Poetry

The Pain of the Earth

The oak leaves fall and cover the earth, As if trying to cover its head, Wrapping up well lest it catch cold, To fall asleep for the season. Earth, oh earth, how many things you hold,…

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All writing by this author (12)

Ganimete Jashari

Writing

Fire and Embers..

Oh, How Far We Are

Dedicated to my father.

You angel of light...

A mother's word is a council.

The Pain of the Earth

Fire and Embers..

Oh, How Far We Are

Dedicated to my father.

You angel of light...

A mother's word is a council.

The Pain of the Earth

Foreign Soil..

A Wounded Bird

Kosovo

The Limits of the Clock...

If Only, If Only

Ganimete and Abedin Tërbeshi