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You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.

Czeslaw Milosz

He returns years later, has no demands. He wants only one, most precious thing: To see, purely and simply, without name, Without expectations, fears, or hopes, At the edge where there is no I or not-I.
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Demand Fear Himself Hope Precious Return 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
I liked beaches, swimming pools, and clinics for there they were the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. I pitied them and myself, but this will not protect me. The word and the thought are over.
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Bone Flesh Myself Thinking
I think that I am here, on this earth, to present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I were sent so that whatever takes place has meaning because it changes into memory.
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Change Earth Memories Present Report Thinking
Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Echo Mountain Poetry
The revolt against one’s environment is usually ‘shame’ of one’s environment.
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Environment Oneself Shame
What has no shadow has no strength to live.
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Live Shadow Strength
Be young forever, seasons of the earth.
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Earth Forever Season Young
Human material seems to have one major defect: it does not like to be considered merely as human material. It finds it hard to endure the feeling that it must resign itself to passive acceptance of changes introduced from above.
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Acceptance Defect Endurance Human Introduction Material Oneself Passive
Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.
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Catch Hold Illusion Man
The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul
I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy.
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Better Compose Form Philosophy Poetry
The death of a man is like the fall of a mighty nation That had valiant armies, captains, and prophets, And wealthy ports and ships all over the seas.
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Death Nation Sea Wealth
If I am all mankind, are they themselves without me?
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Kind Man Myself
Do not feel safe. The poet remembers. You can kill one, but another is born. The words are written down, the deed, the date.
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Date Death Feeling Poet Remember Safety Writing Yourself
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

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