A year of poetry

I decided in January to read Czeslaw Milosz's poetry this year. I bought this book:

I listened here at least twenty times to try and pronounce his name.

I read here about celebrations planned for Milosz Year 2011, the hundredth anniversary of his birth.

And then I traveled for a speech tournament, managed to lose the book, and forgot all about Milosz year.

Until my son went to use my computer backpack and there was the missing Milosz.  And so was this:

The same can be said of beauty.  It should not exist.
There is not only no reason for it, but an argument against.
Yet undoubtedly it is, and is different from ugliness.*

and this....

And when people cease to believe that there is good and evil
Only beauty will call to them and save them
So that they still know how to say: this is true and this is false.  *

Mr. Milosz arrived just in time.

* You can read the whole poem here.


Unknown said…
Serendipity and synchronicity!

I was trying to copy you and got a books of poems by a Polish poet, but, evidently, the wrong one! Wislawa Szymborska. You know her stuff?

You remain in my thoughts and prayers.


that book looks good

Poetry <3
hornblower said…
I own that book :-)

I still speak Polish. It's not hard to pronounce the surname: "ME wash"

1st name: cz = ch; e is short; the l with line on top is W; a is short; w=v. CHE s wa v

Glad you found your book again.

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