Shehu and the Literature of Solitude for the Solitude
Author: Visar Korenica
It is of vital importance for every Nation to have its own representatives in Literary and Artistic scene of the World. Luckily Literature still remains one of the Spiritual heritage that can not be sold and merchandise as other products in the typical economic/ finance sense of meaning. It still bears some of primordial elements that transmigrate from one Culture to another thus dispersing its charm and allure the rest that seems beyond the narrow borders of respective Nation i.e. Culture.
Fahredin Shehu represents typical phenomena in the Literature sense of meaning i.e. unsold product but absorbed instead, linking the Spiritual with the Phenomenal and Manifested in the lineage of European Masters from Homer to Blake. When mentioning the lasts, Shehu successfully cultivates the Literature that is not for organized groups, associations, Poetry Centers but for the reader who may ponder on the most quintessential particles of LIFE. For Shehu the Life is the most extraordinary Phenomenon, since it is as LOVE, indescribable process, whereas DEATH is a momentum, it happens in short and fast, and there’s no Magic in it.
Shehu, remains calm in the refusal from the current literary poor scene in Kosovo, since he feeds the Mind and Souls of the upcoming generation with the purely essential form of ART, which is Transcendental in a basic note, Primordial and Eternal. Having work with the Word as he transmutes it in Calligraphy and says that The Calligraphy is the crystallization of the Creative impulse, Crystallization of Soul in a firm words and shapes on different medium. But what he carves in the being of reader is so much absorptive that it remains indispensable part of them. The Love he shares has Universal values therefore it is widely accepted, translated in over 20 languages and represented in every continent. His only grotesque is his spicy humor, and after us red in one of his interviews he claimed: “I’m published in every continent except Antarctic, thus only Penguins and Kosovars never read my Poem”.
He never gains any literary award in Kosovo nor does he expect any. Not from inside nor from outside Kosovo boundaries, nor is he in any Kosovo Literary Anthology, but when we talk about the borders beyond Kosovo, his name sparkles until the eyes are closed and cause blindness. Silent, hesitant to speak; he’d rather write.
In his 22 years writing career produced eight published books four in Kosovo and four abroad: Macedonia, UK, Portugal, USA and many pages unpublished in traditional formats.
© Copyright, Veton Vehapi, 2004
The last work Shehu produced is “Pleroma’s dew”, yet is another genuine work that stands between Inspiration and Revelation. The Transcendental, Noetic, Spiritual, remains simply a language that is used only in silence, and transmits what is difficult to describe where he often claims that: “We lack Terrestrial vocabulary for the Celestial quest”, and “You can’t learn poetry, its God’s gift and it comes from His Mercy”. It naturally depends on the taste and how much one may tolerate the truth when he sees in its Spiritual Mirror, i.e. his Soul.
The power of Individual, is strongly depicted in his work, since passing through the hell of the occupation, genocidal war, Transitional survival of the small and poor Balkan Country as Kosovo is, frankly embodies in this Literature produced by Shehu, where’s no match in Style, Imagery, simple Artistic Language and Sincerity.
Feed by all what Men Genius created in Spiritual terms; Literature, Zen koans, Upanisadas, Sufi Masters as Rumi, Ibn Arabi and others, Kabalists, Transcendentalists, Theosophists, Thoreau and Khalil Gibran, Shehu, creates uniquely with what Albanian Literature may be represented as it did in Humanity with Mother Teresa, offering to the Mankind, the hope for better World. What is vivid today in Literature trends is Plagiarism and the abyss of the surface (Baudrillard), yet Shehu, remains to quintessential, almost traditional elitist; difficulty to approach the real information on Self, and goes to the Kernel of the Kernel. While much literature is written about the Illusion of the Beginning (Genesis) and of the End (Apocalypse), Shehu rather writes on the Illusion of the NOW and claims:
“I’m not here to say the pride of forgotten past
Nor do I’m here to sing miraculously
Suras and Sutras of Holy Scriptures
I’m here to kiss the child in the forehead;
Where the Star has to spark its Beauty”
When he speaks about BEAUTY he says:
“The Beauty is the Jewel
In the Crown of Eternity and
The hair from your skull shall bear witness”
And on Creation he wrote:
“…with the threads of my Knowledge, Destiny and Wisdom
Come in the Altar of my shrine; my heart bears Galaxies
for you to pass through”
Despite all turbulences; love for the Art, Mankind, Creation and Harmony emphasized in a unique way, faces difficulties to create a special shelf in The World Literature today, since this kind of art shall in the future mark the beginning of the Teurghy in Literature, a typical realization of what Nikolai Berdyaev expected: The world has not yet seen a religious epoch of creativeness.
It shall indeed see in the work of Fahredin Shehu.