(Albanian poem of exile written by Blerim Kasneci and translated by Zana Banci and Anthony Weir)
I am old sorrow and past predicament.
Now, without identity in a streetnameless to me,
I am a stranger:
I am longings, I am fears.
The past is years dissolving into memory.
The past is emigration, flight;
the present: yearning and homesickness
dissolving into years.
I am the wandering childlonging to belong
to his lostchildhood
and not be outside the present,
always withdrawn, apart.
I am the homeless child
who grew up in displacement
living in homesickness
and sickness of the heart.