Quotations From WIESLAW MUSIALOWSKI


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  • Come bless my brittle dreams, oh Lord, and let them all
    Take on the form of your consent, so that I may
    Perceive my own reflection in the glassy wall

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Crystal Walls.'
    request, mirror, reflection, truth
  • So much do I demand - perhaps it is a sin,
    But I am only dreaming of the boundless will
    And hope that I shall muster needed strength therein,
    If you but let me, Lord, to go on dreaming still
    Of such a chamber glazed with glass and polished clean,
    Whence I can see each one and be by each one seen.

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Crystal Walls.'
    truth, reflection, mirror
  • Little princess, a homonymy of frost,
    That put you up upon a fairy windowpane,
    Sleep well, now breath is gone, it is the end;

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Princess.'
    princess, fable, death
  • You need no more death poems now, my Princess Dear,
    For sun will kiss you with his ray of golden grace
    And you will fall asleep with a smile upon your face
    And you will be the truth that there's no Heaven here.

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Princess.'
    princess, happiness
  • Like faded verses of a few bleak years of life
    Upon this world where all you knew was dearth and strife

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Princess.'
    hardship, sad, reality
  • And you will be the truth that there's no Heaven here

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Princess.'
    reality, truth
  • How beautiful you are, oh butterfly,
    But sadly from the display case you stare,
    Stone-dead in a pose on a wing of an August day,
    When you would rather hover in the air.

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'A Butterfly Pinned Down.'
    butterfly, loneliness
  • I will go and pick
    Varicolored flowers: for the kids, lilies
    Of white innocence of a dove;
    For the husbands and fathers, rosemary,
    Blood red; for the mothers, rose petals of fatal love.

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Who In God Believe.'
    flowers, flower
  • Whom shall which flower for his or her life receive?

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'Who In God Believe.'
    flowers, flower, judgement
  • There are those common things of human life around us:
    I saw a tree in love with a tree nearby

    Wieslaw Musialowski (1948-) , Polish poet. 'A shape.'
    love
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