Jolanta Gradowicz Poems

I caught a speck of happiness,
And clasped it tightly in my hand.
I felt I found infinite richness,
I couldn’t believe it or understand…
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Saint Anthony, Saint Anthony!
I’ve lost my heart! I’ve lost my soul!
You can help me – you are holy.
It should be enough on the whole.
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If you find a way to the old ruins,
Stop, tired hiker, and direct your glance
To the remains of the past owners’ wealth.
They can still delight and hold your breath,
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Don’t write the last letter to me – I’ll die!
Oh, no! It may cause my intense anguish.
And don’t say to me the last “goodbye! ”
I might go mad or do something foolish...
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Your heart is so painful and sad,
You can’t find any consolation,
Things seem to be hopeless and bad,
Everything you need is isolation…
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He comes to her every night
In her dreams as a thought.
He visits her at midnight,
He is always on the dot.
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It doesn’t matter where you are,
It’s really of no importance.
It may be weird or bizarre,
But I don’t worry about the absence.
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There's something between us.
However, I can't name it.
I only know it's priceless
And can be bitter or sweet.
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Let's finish it and let's win
Everything we can still save.
Let me forget it and begin
Searching for a new enclave.
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I’m forgetting your face and your smile,
I try to recall the shape of your eyes.
You appear in my mind for a while,
But you fade away, everything dies.
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