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I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.

Wislawa Szymborska

Poetic talent doesn’t operate in a vacuum. There is a spirit of Polish poetry.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKA

Operate Poet Spirit Talent
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
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
My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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Choice Demand Loss Myself Rejection Way
No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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Death Family Love Mythical
At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.
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Beginning Creativity Humanity Kind Life Love Man Myself Understand
This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
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Charm Morning Terrify Worth
Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune’s darlings.
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Fortune Inspirational Place Poet Select
Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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Code Light Secret
All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.
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Easy Imperfection Service Small Tolerance
Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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Gift Loan One Liner Perspective
I slide my arm from under the sleeper’s head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.
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Angel Count Head Myself Sleep
Generally speaking, life is so rich and full of variety; you have to remember all the time that there is a comical side to everything.
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Comic Remember Rich Talk Variety 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 like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.
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Lost Mountain Myself Nature Oneself Place
No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.
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Feeling Good Morning Oneself

I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.

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