Tadeusz Rozewicz

(1921 - 2014 / Radomsko, Poland)

The Return - Poem by Tadeusz Rozewicz

Suddenly the window will open
and Mother will call
it's time to come in

the wall will part
I will enter heaven in muddy shoes

I will come to the table
and answer questions rudely

I am all right leave me
alone. Head in hand I
sit and sit. How can I tell them
about that long
and tangled way.

Here in heaven mothers
knit green scarves

flies buzz

Father dozes by the stove
after six days' labour.

No--surely I can't tell them
that people are at each
other's throats.


Translated by Adam Czerniawski


Comments about The Return by Tadeusz Rozewicz

  • Dutendra Chamling (11/29/2015 4:17:00 AM)


    ....No- surely I can't tell them
    that people are at each
    other's throats....

    Powerful poem.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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