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Long Afternoons
Those were the long afternoons when poetry left me. The river flowed patiently, nudging lazy boats to sea Long afternoons, the coast of
Adam Zagajewski
Self-Portrait
Between the computer, a pencil, and a typewriter half my day passes. One day it will be half a century. I live in strange cities and sometimes
Adam Zagajewski
Try To Praise The Mutilated World
Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June\'s long days, and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew. The nettles that methodically
Adam Zagajewski
Don\'t Allow The Lucid Moment To Dissolve
Don\'t allow the lucid moment to dissolve Let the radiant thought last in stillness though the page is almost filled and the flame flickers We
Adam Zagajewski
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