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A poet and columnist writing for “Tygodnik Powszechny” and “Znak.” He is the author of several collections of poems, biographical and children’s books, and essays. He is trying to work towards a better world.

Good job I fell asleep. Just after nine when drills
began their monotonous search.
I slept the whole day. As if submerged.
Didn’t dream anything concrete. Nothing
worth saving up. I woke when the sun was low.
Turned on the tv and locked myself in the bathroom
to listen from there to the raised voices.
Every day brings new destructions. I marvel
how all these people find energy to shout…

Author’s note:

Have you had enough? Don’t know what to do? Feel like nothing is really up to you? That things are going in the wrong direction, and you have no influence over anything? Nobody listens to you, while you have to listen to those whom you’d rather not hear at all? I assure you: this poet feels the same.

Wojciech Bonowicz:

A poet and columnist writing for “Tygodnik Powszechny” and “Znak.” He is the author of several collections of poems, biographical and children’s books, and essays. He is trying to work towards a better world.

Translation: Elżbieta Wójcik-Leese

Publish date: 18.09.2017

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Krystyna Dąbrowska:

a poet, translator and essayist born in 1979. She has published four books of poetry. She lives and works in Warsaw.

It’s clouding up in the heavens, he said, wrinkling his brow,
craning his neck. A friend from biochem.
That one short sentence hauls his face and name
through time.

Dirty water after a bath. The child calls it
Transmoocent! And then forgets.
Long after that moment has swirled down the drain,
the word suddenly returns.

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