And also read those whose darkness or malice or madness or greatness you can’t understand because only in this way will you grow, outlive yourself, and become what you are.
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And also read those whose darkness or malice or madness or greatness you can’t understand because only in this way will you grow, outlive yourself, and become what you are.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIAnd tracing the labyrinthine ways of your mind, the haphazard vagaries of your thoughts at ease,
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIThis day’s nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIRead for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIThere exists a meaning, hidden from day to day, but accessible in moments of greatest attentiveness, in those moments when consciousness loves the world.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIBut also read against yourselves, read for questioning and impotence, for despair and erudition…
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIOnce in a while it vanishes – in the sense that I become deaf to beauty for a week or two or three.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIAnd now, advice for beginning mystics.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIIn summer the empire of insects spreads.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKITime takes life away and gives us memory, gold with flame, black with embers.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIWhat’s astonishing and refreshing is his ability to combine the reporter’s perspective with a deep knowledge of poetry, including pre-Islamic Arab poems.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIRemember that the act of writing is a tiny part of a bigger something.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIHe replied: the ubiquity of sparrows.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKICities at daybreak are no one’s, and have no names. And I, too, have no name, dawn, the stars growing pale, the train picking up speed.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIBe sober, be intelligent, be educated, rely on the tangible reality as long as you can.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIBut I was only a chaotic walker, nobody could stop me; even a totalitarian state was not able to control my daydreams, my poetic fascinations, the pattern of my walking.
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