Lyrics of Life

Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.

Nov 28, 2014

I DON'T KNOW WHAT PRAYER IS

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I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass...
Nov 15, 2014

To ostatnia niedziela ( This is the Last Sunday )

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The weary sun Gently parted with the sea, At this hour you declared, There is no love. I was saddened slightly - Without anguish, with...
Oct 31, 2014

Migrating Birds

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That summer with its total lie; O pang we learned at autumn's hands. Under the cloudscape, slow and high, A blackwing bird before my ...
Oct 17, 2014

WILD GEESE

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You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let...
Sep 25, 2014

Alice after Wonderland

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The bedroom reeks of really old sweat. Alice has risen up from wonderland, Waking with an adventure-woozy head. Her slippers do not fit. ...
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