A Poem by Polish Poet Adam Zagajewski

(Cathy Stewart sent me this after reading my poem posted this a.m. Thank you Cathy)

Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June’s long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine.
The nettles that methodically overgrow
the abandoned homesteads of exiles.
You must praise the mutilated world.
You watched the stylish yachts and ships;
one of them had a long trip ahead of it,
while salty oblivion awaited others.
You’ve seen the refugees going nowhere,
you’ve heard the executioners sing joyfully.
You should praise the mutilated world.
Remember the moments when we were together
in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Return in thought to the concert where music flared.
You gathered acorns in the park in autumn
and leaves eddied over the earth’s scars.
Praise the mutilated world
and the gray feather a thrush lost,
and the gentle light that strays and vanishes
and returns.

—Adam Zagajewski

3 thoughts on “A Poem by Polish Poet Adam Zagajewski

  1. yes…thank you for the optimism Cathy!

    Love Gayle

    On Thu, Mar 25, 2021 at 8:45 AM poems for friends wrote:

    > hkresky posted: ” (Cathy Stewart sent me this after reading my poem posted > this a.m. Thank you Cathy) Try to praise the mutilated world.Remember > June’s long days,and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine.The nettles that > methodically overgrowthe abandoned homesteads of” >

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