Child of Europe (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
1We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day.Who in May admire trees floweringAre better than those who perished.We, who ...
Czeslaw Milosz Poems (77 Poems)
Annalena (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
It happened that sometimes I kissed in mirrors the reflection of my face, since the hands, face and tears of ...
Christopher Robin (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
I must think suddenly of matters too difficult for a bear of little brain. I have never asked myself what ...
And Yet The Books (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings,That appeared once, still wetAs shining chestnuts under a ...
A Hall (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
The road led straight to the temple.Notre Dame, though not Gothic at all.The huge doors were closed. I chose one ...
By the Peonies (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
The peonies bloom, white and pink.And inside each, as in a fragrant bowl,A swarm of tiny beetles have their conversation,For ...
An Hour (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Leaves glowing in the sun, zealous hum of bumblebees,From afar, from somewhere beyond the river, echoes of lingering voicesAnd the ...
A Treatise On Poetry: IV Natura (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
City Without A Name (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
1 Who will honor the city without a name If so many are dead and others pan gold Or sell ...
It Was Winter (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Winter came as it does in this valley. After eight dry months rain fell And the mountains, straw-colored, turned green ...
A Magic Mountain (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
I don't remember exactly when Budberg died, it was either two years ago or three. The same ...
Ars Poetica? (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
I have always aspired to a more spacious form that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose ...
Campo di Fiori (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
In Rome on the Campo di FioriBaskets of olives and lemons,Cobbles spattered with wineAnd the wreckage of flowers.Vendors cover the ...
How It Was (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Stalking a deer I wandered deep into the mountains and from there I saw. Or perhaps it was for some ...
Conversation with Jeanne (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne. So many words, so much paper, who can stand it. I told ...
A Poem For the End of the Century (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
When everything was fineAnd the notion of sin had vanishedAnd the earth was readyIn universal peaceTo consume and rejoiceWithout creeds ...
Winter (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
The pungent smells of a California winter, Grayness and rosiness, an almost transparent full moon. I add logs to the ...
Statue of a Couple (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Your hand, my wonder, is now icy cold.The purest light of the celestial domehas burned me through. And now we ...
I Sleep a Lot (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
I sleep a lot and read St. Thomas AquinasOr The Death of God (that's a Protestant book).To the right the ...
A Poor Christian Looks At The Ghetto (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Bees build around red liver, Ants build around black bone. It has begun: the tearing, the trampling on silks, It ...
To Mrs. Professor In Defense Of My Cat’s Honor And Not Only (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
My valiant helper, a small-sized tigerSleeps sweetly on my desk, by the computer,Unaware that you insult his tribe.Cats play with ...
Normalization (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
This happened long ago, before the onset of universal genetic correctness. Boys and girls would stand naked before mirrors studying ...
Artificer (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Burning, he walks in the stream of flickering letters, clarinets, machines throbbing quicker than the heart, lopped-off heads, silk canvases, ...
A Song On The End Of The World (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
Dedication (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
You whom I could not saveListen to me.Try to understand this simple speech as I would be ashamed of another.I ...
Song on the End of the World (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A Fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
Father Explains (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
There where that ray touches the plainAnd the shadows escape as if they really ran,Warsaw stands, open from all sides,A ...
Incantation (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Human reason is beautiful and invincible.No bars, no barbed wire, no pulping of books,No sentence of banishment can prevail against ...
On Angels (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
All was taken away from you: white dresses,wings, even existence.Yet I believe you,messengers. There, where the world is turned inside ...
At a Certain Age (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers.White clouds refused to accept them, and the windWas too ...