Czeslaw Milosz

(30 June 1911 – 14 August 2004 / Kedainiai)

Poems of Czeslaw Milosz

21. Conversation with Jeanne 1/3/2003
22. Dedication 1/3/2003
23. Earth Again 3/23/2012
24. Encounter 1/20/2003
25. Faith 3/23/2012
26. Father Explains 1/3/2003
27. Forget 1/13/2003
28. Hope 3/23/2012
29. How It Was 4/21/2010
30. I Sleep a Lot 1/3/2003
31. In Black Despair 1/13/2003
32. In Warsaw 3/23/2012
33. Incantation 1/3/2003
34. It Was Winter 4/21/2010
35. Lake 1/13/2003
36. Late Ripeness 1/13/2003
37. Love 1/3/2003
38. Magpiety 1/3/2003
39. Meaning 1/8/2004
40. My Faithful Mother Tongue 3/23/2012

What Does It Mean

It does not know it glitters
It does not know it flies
It does not know it is this not that.

And, more and more often, agape,
With my Gauloise dying out,
Over a glass of red wine,
I muse on the meaning of being this not that.

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