#Anna swir

[daweyt]

“I want to be clean as nothingness.”

Anna Swir, from “Building the Barricade & Other Poems; ‘Iron Currycomb.’”

[tunisian]

i love this world, even in its hard places

encyclopedia of an ordinary life, amy krouse rosenthal / sometimes it hurts, but i'm happy i'm alive by @sunsbleeding / @arthoesunshine / imaginary conversation, linda pastan / deactivated tumblr user @salemwitchtrials / thank you my fate, anna swir

[firstfullmoon]

Anna Swir, “There Is a Light in Me,” trans. Czeslaw Milosz & Leonard Nathan [ID in ALT]

[havingapoemwithyou]

there is a light in me by Anna Swir

[torsamors]

There is a Light in Me - Anna Swir

[fotos-art]

Anna Swir

[seemoreandmore]

Whether in daytime or in nighttime I always carry inside a light. In the middle of noise and turmoil I carry silence. Always I carry light and silence.

from Talking to My Body, by Anna Swir / Translated by Czeslaw Milosz

[dinonfissatoaffetto]

- Anna Swir

[arsanimarum]

Anna Świrszczyńska, samotność – loneliness

[I am alone. / I am alone and so I am nothing. / What a happiness. // I am nothing, so I can be everything. / Existence without essence, / Essence without existence, freedom.]

[dk-thrive]

Always / I carry light and silence.

Whether in daytime or in nighttime I always carry inside a light. In the middle of noise and turmoil I carry silence. Always I carry light and silence. - Anna Swir, from “There is a Light in Me” in “Talking to My Body.” Translated by Czeslaw Milosz. (Copper Canyon Press; April 1, 1996)

[shy-girl04]

Our Two Silences

Silence

flows into me and out of me

washing my past away.

I am pure already, waiting for you. Bring me

your silence.

They will doze off

nestled in each other’s arms,

our two silences.

by Anna Swir

Translated from Polish by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan.

[ta-oneira-kostizoyn]

(Anna Swir - Μιλωντας στο σωμα μου)

[the-hearth-and-the-wild]

Great humility fills me, great purity fills me, I make love with my dear as if I made love dying as if I made love praying, tears pour over my arms and his arms. I don't know whether this is joy or sadness, I don't understand what I feel, I'm crying, I'm crying, it's humility as if I were dead, gratitude, I thank you, my fate, I'm unworthy, how beautiful my life.

-Anna Swir, "Thank You, My Fate" Translated by Czeslaw Milosz & Leonard Nathan

[somekindlove]

Anna Swir

[spilladabalia]

Anna Swir (1909-1984)

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

She is sixty. She lives the greatest love of her life. She walks arm-in-arm with her dear one, her hair streams in the wind. Her dear one says: “You have hair like pearls.” Her children say: “Old fool.”

Anna Swir, The greatest love