Justyna Bargielska Poems

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1.
A Beautiful Milleress

Yesterday I was walking across the desert,
already in the dark, and something
growled at me quietly. A sensation
not just any, of warmth, M.
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2.
A Coffee With An Imprinter

So you've been nowhere? I have,
but not nowhere. It could've been Abkhazia,
the land of the first letters, where men
lay railways at night, upwind, and then
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3.
A Series Of Minor Wounds

A girl disappears in the underpass
escaping a man who cries after her.
When my earthly life comes to an end, she thinks,
I'll go to Italy and while away my days
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4.
Salt With Fire

for Jurek

Do you know how you feel? Some discs
get recorded louder than other discs,
that's just how it is, but can you hear your voice?
I can't hear mine though I can hear yours.

Unless I'm at the bottom of an ocean. But not one of today's
just the one my son talks of sadly, pointing
to the school playground - once
all this was water, those stupid continents
divided it. Then he says, Mama
do you remember when we didn't need eyes?

Little man, how could I forget,
of the thousand adventures of my immortal soul
that was the best.
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5.
The Dog's Eating Your Hat

Honestly? I think you don't know what yearning is.
Has your daughter ever told you
fifty-three times in a row that the dog's eating your hat?
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6.
Cottonfieled

It must have been the day of Corpus Christi. An older woman
dragged a shapely girl with Down's behind her: little girl, my little girl
when I die, what will become of you? But I couldn't,
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7.
Belated Novena To Saint Rita

I really didn't want to die then.
I'd only just learnt to fold
my hands in prayer as though
I held something in them, only just
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8.
Tenement

I'm annoyed by the windows in the house on the opposite shore
of the foaming street below. For hours on end I peek
into what's cooking at my neighbours', as they boil the tiny hearts
of sparrows - that's what dad called chitterlings when we were kids,
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9.
Two Mirrors, One Of Which Magnifiel

Fire-queen writes a letter: run, people, cars.
I think I know best what I find degrading.

If I killed our children and drove with them round town
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10.
To Chloris

If it's true, Chloris, that you love me
then forgive me but I have no idea what to do
about issues like world hunger
or the Pope not allowing Blacks to use
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