Loret Tsegaye g/medhin

ሎሬት ጸጋዬ ገብረመድህን ✍️ የኢትዮጵያ ባለቅኔ! 📚🎭 ★ Miky Sultan Barento ★ «🌿 “ቃል የማይሞት ቅርስ ነው፤ በቃሉ የተናገረ ሰውም በትውልድ ይኖራል።”» በኢትዮጵያ ዘመናዊ ሥነ-ጽሑፍ ታሪክ ውስጥ ስሙ በትልቅ ፊደል የሚጻፍ ሰው ነው — ሎሬት ጸጋዬ ገብረመድህን። እርሱ ገጣሚ፣ ተውኔት ደራሲ፣ ተርጓሚና የቲያትር ሰው ሲሆን፣ በኢትዮጵያ የጽሑፍና የመድረክ ጥበብ ላይ የማይረሳ አሻራ አሳርፏል። 📍 🌱 ልደቱ ጸጋዬ ገብረመድህን በ1936 ዓ.ም. (1944 እ.ኤ.አ.) በኦሮምያ አምቦ አካባቢ በሚገኘው ቦዳ መንደር ተወለደ። ከልጅነቱ ጀምሮ ለጽሑፍና ለተውኔት የነበረው ፍቅር እያደገ መጣ። በወጣትነቱም የተውኔት ሥራዎችን በመጻፍ ችሎታውን አሳየ። 🎭 🏛️ የቲያትር አሻራው ጸጋዬ በኢትዮጵያ ብሔራዊ ቲያትር ውስጥ በኪነ-ጥበብ አመራር ላይ በመስራት የኢትዮጵያን ዘመናዊ ቲያትር ለማበልጸግ አስተዋፅኦ አድርጓል። በኋላም ከዓለም ታዋቂ የተውኔት ጸሐፊዎች ሥራዎችን ወደ አማርኛ በመተርጎም የዓለምን የቲያትር ቅርስ ለኢትዮጵያውያን አንባቢዎችና ተመልካቾች አቅርቧል። 📚 ✍️ ገጣሚውና ደራሲው ጸጋዬ በርካታ ግጥሞችንና ተውኔቶችን ጽፏል። በሥራዎቹም የኢትዮጵያን ታሪክ፣ ባህል፣ ማኅበራዊ ሕይወትና የሰው ልጅ ተሞክሮ በጥልቀት አንስቷል። 🌍 ከሼክስፒርና ሞሊየር የመሳሰሉ የዓለም ታዋቂ የተውኔት ጸሐፊዎች ሥራዎችንም ወደ አማርኛ ተርጉሟል። 🏆 👑 “ሎሬት” የተባለበት በ1966 ዓ.ም. የHaile Selassie I Prize for Amharic Literature ተሸላሚ ሆነ። ይህ ሽልማት በአማርኛ ሥነ-ጽሑፍ ያበረከተውን አስተዋፅኦ የሚያሳይ ታላቅ እውቅና ነበር። ከዚያም “ሎሬት ጸጋዬ” በሚል ስያሜ በሰፊው ታወቀ። 🕊️ 📜 የማይሞት ቅርስ ሎሬት ጸጋዬ ገብረመድህን በ2006 ዓ.ም. በኒውዮርክ አረፈ። ዛሬ ከእኛ ጋር ባይኖርም፣ በግጥሞቹ፣ በተውኔቶቹና በትርጉም ሥራዎቹ የተወው የሥነ-ጽሑፍ ቅርስ አሁንም ይነበባል፤ ይታወሳል። 🇪🇹 እናት ሀገር አንቺ ሀገሬ፣ የታሪክ መዝገብ፣ የትውልድ አሻራ፣ የነፃነት ትንፋሽ። በተራራሽ ጫፍ በወንዞችሽ ፍሰት፣ የቀደሙት ድምፆች ዛሬም ይሰማሉ። ኢትዮጵያ ሆይ፣ ትናንትን አትርሺ፤ ነገንም በተስፋ በልጆችሽ እጅ ገንቢ። Nile _ Nubia kush civilazation African people poem about abay by Loret Tsegaye Gebre-Medhin Nile I am the first Earth Mother of all fertility. I am the Source, I am the Nile, I am the African, I am the beginning! O Arabia, how could you so conveniently have forgotten, while your breath still hangs upon the threads of my springs? O Egypt, you prodigal daughter born from my first love, I am your Queen of the endless fresh waters, who rested my head upon the arms of Narmer Ka Menes when we joined in one our Upper and Lower Lands to create you! O Sudan, born out of the bosom of my being, how could you so conveniently count down in miserable billions of petty cubic yards the eternal drops of my life-giving Nile to you? Beginning long before the earth fell from the eye-ball of heaven, O Nile, that gushes out from my breath of life upon the throats of the billions of the Earth's thirsty multitudes, O World, how could you so conveniently have forgotten that I, your first fountain, I your ever Ethiopia I your first life still survive for you? I rise like the sun from the deepest core of the globe. I am the conquoror of scorching pestilences. I am the Ethiopia that "stretches her hands in supplication to God". I am the mother of the tallest traveller on the longest journey on Earth! My name is Africa, I am the mother of the Nile. O Nile, my prodigal daughter in the wilderness of the desert, bringing God's harmony to all brothers and sisters and calming down their noises of brass in their endless nakednesses, O Nile, you are music that restores the rhythm of existence into the awkward stampeding of these Middle Eastern blindnesses, you are the irrigator that cultivates peace from my Ethiopian sacred mountains of the sun, across to nod on the East of Aden and across Sinai, beyond Gibraltar into the heights of Mount Moriah, O Nile, my chosen sacrifice for a universal peace offering upon whose gift the heritages of Meroe and Egypt still survive for the benefit of our lone World. You are the proud daughter, O Nile, who taught the ancient world how to walk in upright grace! You are my prodigal daughter who saved and breast-fed little lost Jacob whose brothers sold for food, you, who nurtured, fed and raised the child prophet called Moses on your cradle, you, who stretched out your helping hand and protected the baby Christ from the slaughtering swords of Herod, O Nile, my infinite prodigal daughter at whose feet mountains like Alexander bent their unbendable heads to drink from your life-giving milk, O Nile, at whose feet giants like Caesar knelt, conquerors like Napolean bowed their unbowable heads to partake from your imortal bounty. O Nile, you are the majestic blood line of my African glory that showers my blessings upon the starved of the world, you are the eloquence that rings the Ethiopian bell across the deaf world! You are the gifted dancer of graceful rhythms that harmonize with your sisters Etbara and Shabale, with your brothers Awash and Juba, to fertilize the scorched sands of Arabia. O Nile, without your gift Mediterranean shall be a rock of dead waters and Sahara shall be a basket of skeletons! You are Africa's black soil that produces life. You are the milk that quenches the thirsty multitudes. You are the messenger of my gospel, O Nile, that brings my abundant harvest to the mouth of the needy. You are the elegant pilgrim of my mercy. You are the first fountain, you are the first ever Ethiopia. You are the appeaser of the lustful greeds. You are the first Earth Mother of all fertility, Rising like the sun from the deepest core of the globe. You are the conqueror of the scorching pestilence. You are the source, the Africa, the Ethiopia, you are the Nile. ሎሬት ጸጋዬ ገብረመድህን ትምህርቱን በአጭሩ እንዲህ ተከታትሏል፦ 🏫 የመጀመሪያ ትምህርት — በአምቦ አካባቢ ተማረ። በዚያም በወጣትነቱ የመጀመሪያ ተውኔቱን ጻፈ። Ambou University 🏫 General Wingate School — በአዲስ አበባ ተማረ። 🏫 Addis Ababa Commercial School — በመቀጠል ተማረ። 🇺🇸 Blackstone School of Law, Chicago — በ1959 የሕግ ትምህርት አጠናቆ ዲግሪ አገኘ። 🇬🇧🇫🇷 Royal Court Theatre (London) እና Comédie-Française (Paris) — በ1959–1960 የሙከራ ቲያትርና ድራማ ጥናት አደረገ። በኋላም የኢትዮጵያ ብሔራዊ ቲያትር የሥነ-ጥበብ ዳይሬክተር ሆኖ ከ1961–1971 ሠርቷል። 🌟 ሎሬት ጸጋዬ ገብረመድህን — በቃሉ ታሪክን ያስቀመጠ፣ በተውኔቱ የመድረክን ዓለም ያበለጸገ፣ በግጥሙም የኢትዮጵያን ሥነ-ጽሑፍ ያስዋበ ታላቅ ባለቅኔ። 🇪🇹✍️📚 https://mikysultan.blogspot.com 🔗 https://t.me/Oromo_geograph ★ Miky Sultan Barento ★ #ሎሬት_ጸጋዬ_ገብረመድህን #የኢትዮጵያ_ባለቅኔ #የኢትዮጵያ_ሥነጽሑፍ #ጸጋዬ_ገብረመድህን #TsegayeGebreMedhin #EthiopianLiterature #follower #fypシ゚viralシ