Wislawa Szymborska

(2 July 1923 – 1 February 2012 / Prowent)

Wislawa Szymborska Poems

1. Photograph From September 11 8/22/2014
2. Going Home 1/9/2015
3. Hatred 3/14/2015
4. Utopia 2/2/2012
5. A Great Man's House 2/3/2012
6. Identification 2/3/2012
7. Miracle Fair 2/3/2012
8. The Joy Of Writing 2/3/2012
9. Dreams 2/3/2012
10. Some People 2/3/2012
11. Negative 2/3/2012
12. Consolation 2/3/2012
13. Poetry Reading 2/3/2012
14. True Love 2/3/2012
15. The Silence Of Plants 2/3/2012
16. Clouds 2/3/2012
17. Advertisement 2/3/2012
18. The End And The Beginning 2/3/2012
19. Possibilities 2/3/2012
20. Children Of Our Age 2/3/2012
21. Could Have 2/3/2012
22. Birthday 2/3/2012
23. On Death, Without Exaggeration 2/3/2012
24. Three Oddest Words 2/3/2012
25. Tortures 1/13/2003
26. Nothing Twice 2/3/2012
27. Still 1/13/2003
28. A Few Words On The Soul 2/3/2012
29. Hunger Camp At Jaslo 1/13/2003
30. Lot's Wife 1/20/2003
31. Some Like Poetry 1/13/2003
32. Under One Small Star 1/20/2003
Best Poem of Wislawa Szymborska

Under One Small Star

My apologies to chance for calling it necessity.
My apologies to necessity if I'm mistaken, after all.
Please, don't be angry, happiness, that I take you as my due.
May my dead be patient with the way my memories fade.
My apologies to time for all the world I overlook each second.
My apologies to past loves for thinking that the latest is the first.
Forgive me, distant wars, for bringing flowers home.
Forgive me, open wounds, for pricking my finger.
I apologize for my record of minuets to those who cry from the depths.
I apologize to those who wait in railway ...

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Lot's Wife

They say I looked back out of curiosity.
But I could have had other reasons.
I looked back mourning my silver bowl.
Carelessly, while tying my sandal strap.
So I wouldn't have to keep staring at the righteous nape
of my husband Lot's neck.
From the sudden conviction that if I dropped dead
he wouldn't so much as hesitate.
From the disobedience of the meek.

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