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Some like poetrySome--
that means not all.
Not even the majority of all but the minority.
Not counting the schools, where one must,
and the poets themselves, there will be perhaps two in a thousand.

Like--
but one also likes chicken noodle soup,
one likes compliments and the color blue, one likes an old scarf,
one likes to prove one's point,
one likes to pet a dog.

Poetry--
but what sort of thing is poetry?
More than one shaky answer
has been given to this question.
But I do not know and do not know and clutch on to it,
as to a saving bannister.

Wislawa Szymborska
Translated from Polish by: Joanna Maria Trzeciak



When we turn
Our backs onto
Eachother
The whole of the globe
Lies to cross
There between us.

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Having been away & getting back

Dear friends,for a long time (about 5 months) I haven't been logged on to MySpace.Of course the reason was not that I was avoiding contact with you on purpose.Although that was the result in practice,...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Mar 2009 23:56:00 GMT

Blood heir

Blood heirThe judges and the executioner were rightto sentence and announce a spectacleand drive the crowd to witness at the sitedecisions ipso facto must be radicalNo threat will ever steer in any wa...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 07:02:00 GMT

Sonnet # umpteenth

I imagined singing a torchsong of younotice on your cheek a welling tearthen reach for softest towels just tocomfort you with my reason to be heresounding the chorus gently sway those twoas natural su...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 23:16:00 GMT

Lack of religion

Lack of religionSome time ago God spoke to mebut it passed me by like airthere must have been some angelsor so they said next to my bedLooking back on roads I tookI would have been more ill advisedto ...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 23:17:00 GMT

Moment

MomentUnwise as it may be my days have turnedinto the time it takes untill her presence,usual concern and hustle are adjourned,the quickness of my clock it even lessens.The door unlocks and opens with...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 01:25:00 GMT

Polar bears are not cute and cuddly, just like most of us

Sure we've seen polar bears in a Zoo, playfully toying with cartyres and plastic objects. Eagerly jumping at the herring the caretakers throw at them. And sometimes we go all mushy when in January you...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Aug 2008 03:12:00 GMT

Near proof: speed of light exceeded

This week's issue of Nature (nr 454, August 14) publishes two preliminary articles on quantum research and the (not completely established) conclusion that entangled quantum particles can exceed the s...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Aug 2008 01:16:00 GMT

The music of Ella Blame

Ella Blame crosses over and conquers inner spaceBoth albums by Ella Blame left me captivated and speechless from the very first notes. Writing a review would not be a simple task I knew.The first asso...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 02:03:00 GMT

Stand by

Stand byFrom that inevitable moment onwhen our lips at last let goI reinvent my reason to existon some pavement or near a door.I gather just enough for walkingthrough relative time and distanceof this...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:57:00 GMT

Particle

ParticleWhen things began in noise and turmoilwe were tossed around to hard placesbetween the times of sleep were dreamswhen for a while we were cradled satisfiedthe sounds were incomprehensible at fi...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 01:12:00 GMT