A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas.
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A little rain, a little blood. Black fingernails in August; and going berserk, going bananas.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
As if entrapped in a tropical heatwave, with dozens of whirlwinds swirling in one’s mind, one thinks of a way out, or a way in: out of the scorching bosom of a volcano, and in – into the centre of a raging hurricane.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
Clear moments are so short. There is much more darkness.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
But 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.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
What’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 ZAGAJEWSKI
This day’s nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
Remember that the act of writing is a tiny part of a bigger something.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
Cities 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 ZAGAJEWSKI
But also read against yourselves, read for questioning and impotence, for despair and erudition…
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
There exists a meaning, hidden from day to day, but accessible in moments of greatest attentiveness, in those moments when consciousness loves the world.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
Read for yourselves, read for the sake of your inspiration, for the sweet turmoil in your lovely head.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
He replied: the ubiquity of sparrows.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
Be sober, be intelligent, be educated, rely on the tangible reality as long as you can.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI
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 ZAGAJEWSKI
Human life and objects and trees vibrate with mysterious meanings, which can be deciphered like cuneiform writing.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI