they show me words
they say
the scent of roses can be found in a word
but all I find is paper paper and more paper neither
fragrance
nor color
and I know that a spray of sparks
when workers are welding streetcar rails
while we stand around two ten-year-old boys and I
that spray of sparks
means light much more
than the word light
and when my friend paralyzed in a wheelchair
bites off a piece of bread I hand to him
the way he bends his head
the movement of his jaws
have more life in them
than the word life
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9 comments:
That's a lovely poem, Ewa - and a beautiful photoof roses!
/Katarina
Thank you, Ewa, for introducing me to a poet I didn't know before. The poem says a lot about the impossible but necessary struggle to make real meaning from mere words. I shall look for more poems by Halina Poswiatowska.
Beautiful roses and beautiful poem. Dziekuje,
A lovely poem, I will have to look for more from this poet. Thank you for sharing this...
I love poems, and I love this one...as well as the the yellow rose (with or without fragrance!).
Have a nice Sunday, Ewa!
Barbara
I'd love to know how it sounded in Polish! It reminds me a bit of William Carlos Williams - very simple but profound
I like this poem Ewa. I can't smell with words. Sometimes I can see with words though. I love your photo of yellow roses. My favorite rose are the yellow ones. Maybe because I don't see them as much as the red ones.
Thank you for posting this poem. I'm not familiar with her work. Is this rose from your garden? Have a great day! :-)
Hi Ewa, this is the first time I have visited your blog. I found Poswiatowska's Wikipedia biography very interesting. What a short and tragic life and such an influential figure. I can almost feel her bitterness in the sharp words.
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