Dhimitrula

“And how easily a hand becomes a fist.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Testaments

“As they say, history does not repeat itself, but it rhymes.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Testaments

“The heads of strong old age are beautiful / Beyond all grace of youth”
― Robinson Jeffers

“My land

When I die, may I turn into grass
On my mountains in spring,
In autumn I will turn to seed.

When I die, may I turn into water,
My misty breath
Will fall onto the meadows as rain.

When I die, may I turn into stone,
On the confines of my land
May I be a landmark.

Translated by Robert Elsie”
― Martin Camaj