Children Of Our Age By Wislawa Szymborska

Children Of Our Age ———- Wislawa Szymborska We are children of our age, it’s a political age. All day long, all through the night, all…

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Tortures By Wislawa Szymborska

Tortures ———- Wislawa Szymborska Nothing has changed. The body is susceptible to pain, it must eat and breathe air and sleep, it has thin skin…

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Identification By Wislawa Szymborska

Identification ———- Wislawa Szymborska It’s good you came—she says. You heard a plane crashed on Thursday? Well so they came to see me about it….

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Possibilities By Wislawa Szymborska

Possibilities by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak Original Language Polish I prefer movies. I prefer cats. I prefer the oaks…

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Birthday By Wislawa Szymborska

Birthday ———- Wislawa Szymborska Birthday So much world all at once – how it rustles and bustles! Moraines and morays and morasses and mussels, The…

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Three Oddest Words By Wislawa Szymborska

Three Oddest Words by Wislawa Szymborska Original Language Polish When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I…

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First Love By Wislawa Szymborska

First Love ———- Wislawa Szymborska They say the first love is the most important. That’s very romantic but it’s not the case with me. There…

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Poetry Reading By Wislawa Szymborska

Poetry Reading ———- Wislawa Szymborska Poetry Reading To be a boxer, or not to be there at all. O Muse, where are our teeming crowds?…

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Among The Multitudes By Wislawa Szymborska

Among the Multitudes by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak Original Language Polish I am who I am. A coincidence no…

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True Love By Wislawa Szymborska

True Love ———- Wislawa Szymborska True love. Is it normal is it serious, is it practical? What does the world get from two people who…

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Hatred By Wislawa Szymborska

Hatred ———- Wislawa Szymborska See how efficient it still is, how it keeps itself in shape— our century’s hatred. How easily it vaults the tallest…

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Pi By Wislawa Szymborska

Pi ———- Wislawa Szymborska The admirable number pi: three point one four one. All the following digits are also initial, five nine two because it…

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Advertisement By Wislawa Szymborska

Advertisement ———- Wislawa Szymborska I’m a tranquilizer. I’m effective at home. I work in the office. I can take exams on the witness stand. I…

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The Silence Of Plants By Wislawa Szymborska

The Silence Of Plants ———- Wislawa Szymborska The Silence of Plants A one-sided relationship is developing quite well between you and me. I know what…

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Going Home By Wislawa Szymborska

Going Home ———- Wislawa Szymborska He came home. Said nothing. It was clear, though, that something had gone wrong. He lay down fully dressed. Pulled…

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Photograph From September 11 By Wislawa Szymborska

Photograph From September 11 ———- Wislawa Szymborska They jumped from the burning floors— one, two, a few more, higher, lower. The photograph halted them in…

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A Great Man’s House By Wislawa Szymborska

A Great Man’s House ———- Wislawa Szymborska It was written in marble in golden letters: here a great man lived and worked and died. He…

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Lot’s Wife By Wislawa Szymborska

Lot’s Wife ———- Wislawa Szymborska They say I looked back out of curiosity. But I could have had other reasons. I looked back mourning my…

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The Joy Of Writing By Wislawa Szymborska

The Joy Of Writing ———- Wislawa Szymborska Why does this written doe bound through these written woods? For a drink of written water from a…

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Dreams By Wislawa Szymborska

Dreams ———- Wislawa Szymborska Despite the geologists’ knowledge and craft, mocking magnets, graphs, and maps— in a split second the dream piles before us mountains…

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On Death, Without Exaggeration By Wislawa Szymborska

On Death, Without Exaggeration ———- Wislawa Szymborska It can’t take a joke, find a star, make a bridge. It knows nothing about weaving, mining, farming,…

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A ‘Thank You’ Note By Wislawa Szymborska

A ‘Thank You’ Note ———- Wislawa Szymborska There is much I owe to those I do not love. The relief in accepting they are closer…

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Miracle Fair By Wislawa Szymborska

Miracle Fair by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Joanna Trzeciak Original Language Polish Commonplace miracle: that so many commonplace miracles happen. An ordinary miracle: in…

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The End And The Beginning By Wislawa Szymborska

The End And The Beginning ———- Wislawa Szymborska After every war someone has to clean up. Things won’t straighten themselves up, after all. Someone has…

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Could Have By Wislawa Szymborska

Could Have ———- Wislawa Szymborska It could have happened. It had to happen. It happened earlier. Later. Nearer. Farther off. It happened, but not to…

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A Few Words On The Soul By Wislawa Szymborska

A Few Words on the Soul by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh Original Language Polish We have a soul at…

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Nothing Twice By Wislawa Szymborska

Nothing Twice by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak Original Language Polish Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry…

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The Camel By Wislawa Szymborska

The Camel by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Joanna Trzeciak Original Language Polish Don’t tell a camel about need and want. Look at the big…

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Consolation By Wislawa Szymborska

Consolation ———- Wislawa Szymborska Darwin. They say he read novels to relax, But only certain kinds: nothing that ended unhappily. If anything like that turned…

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A Contribution To Statistics By Wislawa Szymborska

A Contribution to Statistics by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak Original Language Polish Out of a hundred people those who…

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I’m Working On The World By Wislawa Szymborska

I’m Working on the World by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak Original Language Polish I’m working on the world, revised,…

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The Ball By Wislawa Szymborska

The Ball by Wislawa Szymborska English version by S. Baranczak and C. Cavanagh Original Language Polish As long as nothing can be known for sure…

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Classifieds By Wislawa Szymborska

Classifieds by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw Baranczak Original Language Polish WHOEVER’S found out what location compassion (heart’s imagination) can be…

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Utopia By Wislawa Szymborska

Utopia ———- Wislawa Szymborska Island where all becomes clear. Solid ground beneath your feet. The only roads are those that offer access. Bushes bend beneath…

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Life While-You-Wait By Wislawa Szymborska

Life While-You-Wait by Wislawa Szymborska English version by S. Baranczak and C. Cavanagh Original Language Polish Life While-You-Wait. Performance without rehearsal. Body without alterations. Head…

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Still By Wislawa Szymborska

Still ———- Wislawa Szymborska In sealed box cars travel names across the land, and how far they will travel so, and will they ever get…

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Clouds By Wislawa Szymborska

Clouds ———- Wislawa Szymborska Clouds I’d have to be really quick to describe clouds – a split second’s enough for them to start being something…

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Under One Small Star By Wislawa Szymborska

Under One Small Star ———- Wislawa Szymborska My apologies to chance for calling it necessity. My apologies to necessity if I’m mistaken, after all. Please,…

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Negative By Wislawa Szymborska

Negative ———- Wislawa Szymborska Negative Against a grayisch sky a grayer cloud rimmed black by the sun. On the left, that is, the right, a…

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Some People By Wislawa Szymborska

Some People ———- Wislawa Szymborska Some people fleeing some other people. In some country under the sun and some clouds. They leave behind some of…

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Children Of Our Era By Wislawa Szymborska

Children of Our Era by Wislawa Szymborska English version by Joanna Trzeciak Original Language Polish We are children of our era; our era is political….

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Two Monkeys by Brueghel By Wislawa Szymborska

Two Monkeys by Brueghel ———- Wislawa Szymborska I keep dreaming of my graduation exam: in a window sit two chained monkeys, beyond the window floats…

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Hunger Camp At Jaslo By Wislawa Szymborska

Hunger Camp At Jaslo ———- Wislawa Szymborska Write it. Write. In ordinary ink on ordinary paper: they were given no food, they all died of…

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Some Like Poetry By Wislawa Szymborska

Some Like Poetry ———- Wislawa Szymborska Some – thus not all. Not even the majority of all but the minority. Not counting schools, where one…

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Wislawa Szymborska – True Love

True love. Is it normal is it serious, is it practical? What does the world get from two people who exist in a world of…

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 Two Monkeys by Brueghel – Wislawa Szymborska

I keep dreaming of my graduation exam: in a window sit two chained monkeys, beyond the window floats the sky, and the sea splashes. I…

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Utopia – Wislawa Szymborska

Island where all becomes clear. Solid ground beneath your feet. The only roads are those that offer access. Bushes bend beneath the weight of proofs….

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Vermeer – Wislawa Szymborska

 Vermeer – Wislawa Szymborska As long as the woman from Rijksmuseum in painted silence and concentration day after day pours milk from the jug to the…

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