Zbigniew Herbert Poems
- Pebble The pebble is a perfect creature equal to itself
- The Envoy Of Mr Cogito Go where those others went to the dark...
- Report From The Besieged City Too old to carry arms and fight...
- Mr. Cogito And The Imagination Mr. Cogito never ...
- I Would Like To Describe I would like to describe the ...
- A Ballad That We Do Not Perish Those who sailed at dawn but ...
- The Monster Of Mr Cogito 1 Lucky Saint George from his ...
a Polish poet, essayist, drama writer, author of plays, and moralist. A member of the Polish resistance movement, Home Army (AK), during World War II, he is one of the best known and the most translated post-war Polish writers. While he was first published in the 1950's (a volume titled String of light was issued in 1956), soon after he voluntarily ceased submitting most of his works to official Polish government publications. He resumed publication in the 1980's, initially in the underground press.
He was a distant relative of the 17th century poet George Herbert.
Herbert was educated as an economist and a lawyer. Herbert was one of the main poets of the Polish ... more »
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is a perfect creature
equal to itself
mindful of its limits
with a pebbly meaning
with a scent that does not remind one of anything
does not frighten anything away does not arouse desire
its ardour and coldness
are just and full of dignity
I feel a heavy remorse
when I hold it in my hand
and its noble body
is permeated by false warmth
--Pebbles cannot be tamed
to the end they will look at us
with a calm and very clear eye