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You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!

Czeslaw Milosz

The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul
I have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
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Definition Passionate Poet Poetry Pursuit Reality
What is this enigmatic impulse that does not allow one to settle down in the achieved, the finished? I think it is a quest for reality.
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Achievement Allow Finish Oneself Reality Settle Thinking
The partition separating life from death is so tenuous. The unbelievable fragility of our organism suggests a vision on a screen: a kind of mist condenses itself into a human shape, lasts a moment and scatters.
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Break Death Kind Life Moments Partition Separate Vision
Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.
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Distant Love Way Yourself
Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.
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Attribute Description Desire Eyes Himself See
Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.
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Believe Discover Human Learning Life Work
And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.
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Beyond Death Essence Forest Heaven Rise Run Sun Wait
If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Kind Man Myself
Even if that is so, there will remain A word wakened by lips that perish, A tireless messenger who runs and runs Through interstellar fields, through the revolving galaxies, And calls out, protests, screams.
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Awakening Call Lips Protest Run Scream Word
It was only toward the middle of the twentieth century that the inhabitants of many European countries came, in general unpleasantly, to the realization that their fate could be influenced directly by intricate and abstruse books of philosophy.
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Book. Philosophy Country Fate Influence Realization Time
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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Circle Day End Repair World
Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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Divide Poetry Yourself
At every sunrise I renounce the doubts of night and greet the new day of a most precious delusion.
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Doubt Myself Night Precious Sunrise
Language is the only homeland.
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Home Land Language
The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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Environment Oneself Shame

You who think of us: they lived only in delusion, Know that we the People of the Book, will never die!

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