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I’m one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.

Wislawa Szymborska

Whether you want it or not, your genes have a political past, your skin a political tone. your eyes a political color. You walk with political steps on political ground.
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Color Ground Past Politics Walk Yourself
I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.
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Myself Poetry Point Talk
There’s simply too much fuss about myself.
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Confusion Mess Myself Simplicity
Loveless work, boring work, work valued only because others haven’t got even that much, however loveless and boring – this is one of the harshest human miseries.
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Boredom Human Love Misery Work
They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one’s behind me, anyway.
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Hard Myself Oneself Sentence
I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.
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Myself Personality Thinking
No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.
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Bliss Kiss Past Teaching Time Way
When it comes, you’ll be dreaming that you don’t need to breathe; that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it’s part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.
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Breathe Darkness Dreams Music Need Rhythm Spark
Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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Common Poet Publish Reading Understand
In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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Comedy Element Preserve Tragedy
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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Absurd Myself Poem Preference Writing
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
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Chaos Hell Myself Order Preference
This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
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Charm Morning Terrify Worth
We’re extremely fortunate not to know precisely the kind of world we live in. One would have to live a long, long time, unquestionably longer than the world itself.
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Fortune Kind Live Precise Question World
Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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Death Easy Faith Live
Something doesn’t start at its usual time. Something doesn’t happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.
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Disappear Start Stay Stubborn Time

I’m one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.

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