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"Now take off your panties, lower your head and look between the thighs" - Rita Petro: I was attacked in Albania, but "Vrima" was successful in France, Romania, Greece and will be translated in Germany and Italy
2023-05-20 12:37:13 / JETË
It was the year 2014 when the writer Rita Petro published the book of poems "Vrima" with which she won the award as the best book of poems that year and this award was presented to her by the Prime Minister Edi Rama and the Minister of Culture Mirela Kumbaro.
Receiving the award sparked so much debate about the book that in Albania it was considered erotic and it was attacked quite a bit by the public in Tirana.
But the writer Rita Petro, who is participating with the Albas publishing house in the International Book Fair in Turin, which is taking place these days, has once again returned to the noise of this book about a decade ago, while giving an interview to the Italian media.
"My volume Vrima, much discussed and attacked by Albanian commentators, but very successful, translated and published in France, Romania, Greece, North Macedonia and soon it will be in Germany and Italy, is focused precisely in the freedom of the individual, specifically of women, and is a hymn about physical and spiritual love. After all, art was born to provoke, otherwise it would not exist.
You are wrong to call my poetry erotic (I don't want to deal with anyone who calls it pornographic). My verses do not belong to the erotic genre: one can find eros, the philosophy of life and death, which is the dilemma of every man, born free and true and who only after living in an illusion becomes dirty and imprisoned from the chains of society, institution, family, education, politics and religion.
I think that the open society differs from the closed society, which fights for these boundaries not to be rigid, but to open and expand according to the freedom of the individual. Who can have an avant-garde role in this direction, if not art", Rita Petro answers the journalist's question.
This year, Rita Petro was presented to the public with the novel "Lindur se prapthi" which was welcomed by the Albanian public and readers.
The poem that stirred the web
Tani je në dorën time!
Kush je ti?
MASHKULLI yt.
Çfarë është ky këtu?
Penisi. Preke me dorë.
Uau… Sa i madh po bëhet?! Lëviz si me magji?!
Tani hiqi brekët, ule kokën dhe shih mes kofshëve…
Kjo është…? Lulja ime.
Ha ha ha… akoma me përralla ti? Vagina! Përsërite: Vagina!
Uau… Vagina ime
Tani mësoje mirë: Kur ky imi futet këtu, ky quhet seks. Pas kësaj mund të hedhim farën. Ose thjesht të bëjmë qejf.
Nuk dua… nuk dua… jam e virgjër. Dua të vdes e virgjër. Më mjaftojnë kukullat për të luajtur. Dhe Piter Pani për të ëndërruar. Nuk dua…
Po të gjithë e bëjnë këtë punë. Edhe mami me babin e kanë bërë.
KURRË.
Edhe gjyshja me gjyshin? Këtë punë të fëlliqur ata kurrë s’e kanë bërë!
S’është punë e fëlliqur. Është qejf i pastër.
Jo, nuk dua!
Sot po shkoj më mirë. Mendohu. Nesër vij përsëri…
Si thua. Do ta provosh?
Kurrë!
Mirë…hajde puthemi.
Uau sa gjë e shpifur gjuha jote. Si gjuha e gjarprit.
Në përralla princi nxjerr xixa kur e puth princeshën. Fëmijët lindin nga zambakët e ujit.
Epo jeta s’është përrallë.
Me fillim ters dhe fund të lumtur. Si nuk e kupton?
E kundërta në jetë ndodh. Jo nuk dua!
Do të kthehem nesër. E treta e vërteta!
E nëse nuk pranon shko në manastir e bëhu murgeshë.
Oh…oh
Kam dhimbje.
Dhimbja sjell lumturi.
Oh, asgjë nuk ndiej përveç dhimbjes.
Ja dhe pak…
Çfarë është kjo që po më derdh mbi bark? Sperma? Pse s’e derdhe brenda?
Që të mos sjellim një fatkeq tjetër në këtë jetë. Kaq ishte. Nuk je më e virgjër. Edhe unë s’jam sigurisht.
Po tani?
Tani fillon kënaqësia e dhunës. Më hip sipër. Dhe rrotulloje ashtu nga brenda. Kthehu para… anash… pas…
E ke parë demin? Kur ia ngul nga mbrapa lopës.
Come on, run after my flowers. Now take it out and put it in your mouth. Suck. Not so much that I don't want to break.
Hop on.
Lie down move faster ah ah ah.
More nnnngggaaadddaaaleeee… Oh God.
Do not take God with your mouth!
Who gave us this pleasure if not God? How do you know what is the pleasure of being forgiven by God? Have you ever given in to him?
Not that they cut the umbilical cord that connected me to him.
And now I'm dirty.
Then clean yourself up.
And how?
I feel like I'm in the Church.
Sublime moment
The grand ceremony of the examination of the troops.
Before other bodies stuck in time. With bouquets of flowers in hands. That smell of incense...
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