A Felicitous Life (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
His old age fell on years of abundant harvest. There were no earthquakes, droughts or floods. It seemed as if ...
Thursday, August 11, 2022
Czeslaw Milosz Poems (77 Poems)
What Does It Mean (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
It does not know it glittersIt does not know it fliesIt does not know it is this not that.And, more ...
Study Of Loneliness (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
A guardian of long-distance conduits in the desert? A one-man crew of a fortress in the sand? Whoever he was. ...
Lake (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Maidenly lake, fathomless lake,Stay as you were once, overgrown with rushes,Idling with a reflected cloud, for my sakeWhom your shore ...
Not Mine (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
All my life to pretend this world of theirs is mineAnd to know such pretending is disgraceful.But what can I ...
You Who Wronged (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
You who wronged a simple man Bursting into laughter at the crime, And kept a pack of fools around you ...
Forget (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Forget the sufferingYou caused others.Forget the sufferingOthers caused you.The waters run and run,Springs sparkle and are done,You walk the earth ...
Magpiety (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
The same and not quite the same, I walked through oak forestsAmazed that my Muse, Mnemosyne,Has in no way diminished ...
Theodicy (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
No, it won't do, my sweet theologians. Desire will not save the morality of God. If he created beings able ...
Encounter (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness. And suddenly ...
Love (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Love means to learn to look at yourselfThe way one looks at distant thingsFor you are only one thing among ...
A Task (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
In fear and trembling, I think I would fulfill my lifeOnly if I brought myself to make a public confessionRevealing ...
Window (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
I looked out the window at dawn and saw a young apple treetranslucent in brightness. And when I looked out ...
In Black Despair (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
In grayish doubt and black despair,I drafted hymns to the earth and the air,pretending to joy, although I lacked it.The ...
Unde Malum (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Where does evil come from? It comes from man always from man only from man - Tadeusz Rozewicz Alas, dear ...
Late Ripeness (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I ...
Love (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Love means to learn to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one ...
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 wind ...
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 ...
Not Mine (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
All my life to pretend this world of theirs is mine And to know such pretending is disgraceful. But what ...
Dedication (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
You whom I could not save Listen to me. Try to understand this simple speech as I would be ashamed ...
Account (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes. Some would be devoted to acting against consciousness, Like the flight ...
Father Explains (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
"There where that ray touches the plain And the shadows escape as if they really ran, Warsaw stands, open from ...
What Does It Mean (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
It does not know it glitters It does not know it flies It does not know it is this not ...
A Task (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
In fear and trembling, I think I would fulfill my life Only if I brought myself to make a public ...
Window (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
I looked out the window at dawn and saw a young apple tree translucent in brightness. And when I looked ...
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 ...
Statue of a Couple (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Your hand, my wonder, is now icy cold. The purest light of the celestial dome has burned me through. And ...
Campo di Fiori (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
In Rome on the Campo di Fiori Baskets of olives and lemons, Cobbles spattered with wine And the wreckage of ...
Woe! (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
It is true, our tribe is similar to the bees, It gathers honey of wisdom, carries it, stores it in ...