Wislawa Szymborska

(2 July 1923 – 1 February 2012 / Prowent)

Wislawa Szymborska Poems

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

Nothing has changed.
The body is susceptible to pain,
it must eat and breathe air and sleep,
it has thin skin and blood right underneath,
an adequate stock of teeth and nails,
its bones are breakable, its joints are stretchable.
In tortures all this is taken into account.

Nothing has changed.

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