Alma Braja, Albania The PoemsSELECTED MEMORYIn the dim lightof the almost full moonthe streets look paved shadows.Forgotten are the words of a poem,only the essence is left hereand I, forgotten toobetween verseswho knew how to lock me inside them.Meanwhile otherssay that life is hidden somewhereand all that left behindis selected memory.*ΕΠΙΛΕΓΜΕΝΗ...