#anna świrszczyńska

[trzpiotka]

Anna Świrszczyńska, z tomu "Jestem baba" (1972)

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Today I take stock of my life. I was a sinner, I banged my head on the ground, I asked for forgiveness from earth and sky.

I was beautiful and hideous, wise and stupid, very happy and very unhappy, oftentimes I had wings and I sailed through the air.

I trampled thousands of trails in the sun and in snow, I danced with a friend under the stars. I saw love in many human eyes. I ate with admiration my slice of happiness. -Anna Świrszczyńska From “Building the Barricade and Other Poems of Anna Swir” (Calypso Editions, 2011)

[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.]

[gdzie-rosna-poziomki]

Anna Świrszczyńska, "Wszystko w porządku" (z tomu "Szczęśliwa jak psi ogon")

[sylviaddict]

I Starve My Belly for a Sublime Purpose by Anna Świrszczyńska, Translated from Polish by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan

[nebulousess]

(...) Spadaniem moim mierzę ogrom świata, jak wspaniały jest świat, jeśli można tak cierpieć. Nieszczęściem moim mierzę szczęście świata, jak urodziwe musi być szczęście, jeśli nieszczęście jest tak bardzo piękne. Tylko spadając można poznać szczyt i przepaść. Uczę się tej wiedzy wstrząsającej. (...)

Anna Świrszczyńska, Głową w dół

[bluemoth96]

[axlna]

I Knocked My Head against the Wall

As a child

I put my finger in the fire

to become

a saint.

As a teenager

every day I would knock my head against the wall.

As a young girl

I went out through a window of a garret

to the roof

in order to jump.

As a woman

I had lice all over my body.

They cracked when I was ironing my sweater.

I waited sixty minutes

to be executed.

I was hungry for six years.

Then I bore a child,

they were carving me

without putting me to sleep.

Then a thunderbolt killed me

three times and I had to rise from the dead three times

without anyone’s help.

Now I am resting

after three resurrections.

-Anna Swir

[wovi]

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anna świrszczyńska

[letterful]

Tonight I am going to sleep alone on the bedclothes of purity. Aloneness is the first hygienic measure.

— ANNA “SWIR” ŚWIRSZCZYŃSKA, from “I’ll Open the Window,” trans. Czesław Miłosz & Leonard Nathan.

[scorcidipoesia]

“Sono uno spazio disabitato. Vi prego, non popolatemi. Non mettetemi dentro niente. Né sedia, né speranza di resurrezione, né tavola pitagorica, né scopo, né codice stradale, né nome, né età, né sesso. E neppure un’epoca con tutte le sue pene, né l’appartenenza al genere umano. Sono uno spazio disabitato. Non popolatemi, non ammobiliatemi, non mettetemi dentro niente. Sono uno spazio allo stato puro. Perfetta, non intorbidita, da tutto libera.”— Anna Świrszczyńska

[bezuss]

I will love you as a dagger loves a certain person's back.

Hannibal | Possession 1981 | Mr. Robot | Killing Eve | Breaking Bad | Saw 2004 | Anna Świrszczyńska | Franz Kafka | First Love / Late Spring by Mitski | Two by Sleeping At Last

[uratuje-mnie-melodia]

Żeby wszystkie kule na świecie trafiły we mnie, toby już nie mogły trafić w nikogo. I żebym umarła tyle razy, ile jest ludzi na świecie, żeby oni nie musieli już umierać, nawet Niemcy. I żeby ludzie wcale nie wiedzieli, że ja umarłam za nich, żeby nie było im smutno. Anna Świrszczyńska

[arsanimarum]

Anna Świrszczyńska, pod czarną gwiazdą

[Born under a black star / we women gave birth / to the world.]

[gdzie-rosna-poziomki]

Anna Świrszczyńska, „Harcerka” z tomu „Budowałam barykadę”

[lromanus]

Today I take stock of my life. I was a sinner, I banged my head on the ground, I asked for forgiveness from earth and sky.

I was beautiful and hideous, wise and stupid, very happy and very unhappy, oftentimes I had wings and I sailed through the air.

I trampled thousands of trails in the sun and in snow, I danced with a friend under the stars. I saw love in many human eyes. I ate with admiration my slice of happiness. -Anna Świrszczyńska From “Building the Barricade and Other Poems of Anna Swir” (Calypso Editions, 2011)

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