{"id":1459,"date":"2012-11-12T03:09:39","date_gmt":"2012-11-12T03:09:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=1459"},"modified":"2017-07-11T17:28:59","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T17:28:59","slug":"drinking-rum-on-the-shore-by-fahredin-shehu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/drinking-rum-on-the-shore-by-fahredin-shehu\/","title":{"rendered":"Drinking Rum on the Shore by Fahredin Shehu"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure style=\"width: 223px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"lazyload\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/literarymagazines\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/baiting.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"223\" height=\"445\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 223px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 223\/445;\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Baiting by James Sholes<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Drinking Rum on the Shore<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Fahredin Shehu<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Everything is becoming mysterious:<br \/>\nThe feathers of the raven and the gems<br \/>\nFrom the depths of the earth<br \/>\nMen and Women alike wandering<br \/>\nWhat is holy and what profane<br \/>\nRepertoire of outrageous sounds<\/p>\n<p>The sea-foam bringing corpse of sometime<br \/>\nCreatures full of life- red corrals and spawn<br \/>\nOf whales with the smell of Ocean&#8217;s basement<\/p>\n<p>The elders on the shore sitting<br \/>\nHaving small glasses of Rum<br \/>\nRolling the dice; who shall<br \/>\nBetter host the Death; while she<br \/>\nAwaits for the bed where to nap<br \/>\nFor a while; undressing her aquamarine<br \/>\nBrocade and heavy accessories from<br \/>\nThe metals of the seven mountains<br \/>\nOf the heart<br \/>\nand the odor she releases<br \/>\nAllures even the most agnostics<br \/>\nAnd disbelievers<br \/>\nShe is calm and tranquil<br \/>\nAs potent as Queen but she<br \/>\nDares not to knock<br \/>\nOn the door of the orphan<br \/>\nI see she has compassion for me<br \/>\nOr perhaps she isn&#8217;t ordered yet<br \/>\nTo kiss me in the forehead<br \/>\nWhere the blood-spots draw<br \/>\nThe constellation of Sagittarian<\/p>\n<p>I invoke the name of Mother<br \/>\nAnd summon spirits of the distant earths<br \/>\nSince the celebration started, when<\/p>\n<p>The banquet is set up by the grand breasts<br \/>\nNymphs- Apsaras<br \/>\nIf there&#8217;s a Paradise somewhere<br \/>\nIt descended here so I become<br \/>\nDead before death that happens<br \/>\nIn a blast of a moment and<br \/>\nIn trillion&#8217;s part of millimeters<br \/>\nWhere another dimension is experiencing<br \/>\nA diffusion of a new Big Bang and<br \/>\nSupernovas- cosmic babies are<br \/>\nMilked by Mother I call in<br \/>\nMy dwelling- a serene settlement<br \/>\nOf us \u00a0all of us<br \/>\nWho never got enough of Love<br \/>\nWho once learned to Love<br \/>\nNever is unaccustomed to Love not<br \/>\n###<br \/>\nBorn in Rahovec, South East of Kosova, in 1972. graduated at Prishtina University, Oriental Studies. M.A. in Literature. PhD in Sacral Esthetics- ongoing.<\/p>\n<p>Actively works on Calligraphy discovering new mediums and techniques for this specific for of plastic art.<\/p>\n<p>Certified expert in Andragogy\/ Capacity Building, Training delivery, Coaching and Mentoring, Facilitating etc.<\/p>\n<p>In last ten years he operated as Independent Scientific Researcher in the field of World Spiritual Heritage and Sacral Esthetics.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Born in Rahovec, South East of Kosova, in 1972. graduated at Prishtina University, Oriental Studies. M.A. in Literature. 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