True freedom is a dark vial,
full of intertwined genies, pent up
into a gaseous uprising liquid,
then sealed with a waxed cork
up to the last groove.
Freedom is a small bottle without a message
cast into the waters of our deepest cellar.
Your life is not enough
to become a rope to lower down
and lift it out from the bottom of the well,
to eat away the waxed cork,
to explode in a heavenly escape
over your nothingness…
Agron Tufa (born 1967) Albania
Translated by Elvana Zaimi and Craig Czury
Source: Calvert Journal
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