Vermeer's Little Girl Poem by Adam Zagajewski

Vermeer's Little Girl

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Vermeer's little girl, now famous
watches me. A pearl watches me.
The lips of Vermeer's little girl
are red, moist, and shining.

Oh Vermeer's little girl, oh pearl,
blue turban: you are all light
and I am made of shadow.
Light looks down on shadow
with forbearance, perhaps pity.


Translated by Renata Gorczynski

Anonymous submission.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Clare Cavanagh 01 April 2008

I am the translator of this poem, and not Renata Gorczynski, as Mr. Zagajewski's collection 'Mysticism for Beginners' will confirm. I'd appreciate your changing the attribution. Thank you.

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