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What does the world get from two people/who exist in a world of their own?

Wislawa Szymborska

Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!
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Myself Poem Quick Reading Time Work Writing
Existentialists are monumentally and monotonously serious; they don’t like to joke.
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Boredom Existence Joke Monumental Serious
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 started earning a living as a poet rather early on.
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Live Myself Poet Start
Keep up the good work, if only for a while, if only for the twinkling of a tiny galaxy.
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Galaxy Goodness Work
I am a tarsier and a tarsier’s son, the grandson and great-grandson of tarsiers, a tiny creature, made up of two pupils and whatever simply could not be left out.
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Creature Myself Simplicity Son
Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison.
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Comparison Knowledge World
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
Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.
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Action Demand Myself Poor Preparation Reality
It’s just not easy to explain to someone else what you don’t understand yourself.
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Easy Explanation Understand Yourself
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
I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
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Fight Himself Imagination Myself Peace Quiet
The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.
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Hands Joy Mortal Perseverance Power Revenge Writing
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
I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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Bad Fight Myself Poet Word
This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
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Charm Morning Terrify Worth

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