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Unde Malum pt 3
Unde Malum pt 3
Yes, dear Tadeusz, Evil comes from people Always people Only people. But Earth will not regain its beauty and lustre before we destroy it. We differ in purpose – as Nietzsche said – the Ubermensch will to power, the pietists will to love. Alas, dear Czeslaw, good nature and wicked intent aggregate and form the context of humanity, that is our reality. You show us your despair by…
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Tadeusz Różewicz, “Knowledge” tr. Adam Czerniawski
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T. Różewicz
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Transformations by Tadeusz Rozewicz
My little son enters the room and says “you are a vulture I am a mouse”
I put away my book wings and claws grow out of me
their ominous shadows race on the walls I am a vulture he is a mouse
“you are a wolf I am a goat��� I walk around the table and am a wolf windowpanes gleam like fangs in the dark while he runs to his mother safe his head hidden in the warmth of her dress
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Henning Wagenbreth
"Falle"
Theaterhaus Jena
1991
(Offsetdruck, A1)
For a play by Tadeusz Rozewicz.
#Henning Wagenbreth#falle#Offset print#1991#art#print#illustration#theatre#play#Tadeusz Rozewicz#jena#Theaterhaus Jena
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that old woman who leads a goat on a string is needed more is worth more than the seven wonders of the world anyone who thinks or feels she is not needed is guilty of genocide
— TADEUSZ RÓŻEWICZ, from “In the Midst of Life”, trans. Adam Czerniawski.
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The following are empty synonyms: man and beast love and hate friend and foe darkness and light.
Tadeusz Różewicz, from Survivor (tr. by Adam Czerniawski).
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In The Midst of Life (1955) by Tadeusz Rózewicz (1921 - 2014)
After the end of the world after death I found myself in the midst of life creating myself building life people animals landscapes
this is a table I said this is a table there is bread and a knife on the table knife serves to cut bread people are nourished by bread
man must be loved I learnt by night and day what must one love I would reply man
this is a window I said this is a window there is a garden beyond the window I see an apple tree in the garden the apple tree blossoms the blossom falls fruit is formed ripens
my father picks the apple the man who picks the apple is my father
I sat on the threshold
that old woman who leads a goat on a string is needed more is worth more
than the seven wonders of the world anyone who thinks or feels she is not needed is a mass murderer
this is a man this is a tree this is bread people eat to live I kept saying to myself human life is important human life has great importance the value of life is greater than the value of all things which man has created man is a great treasure I repeated stubbornly
this is water I said I stroked the waves with my hand and talked to the river water I would say nice water this is me
man talked to water talked to the moon to the flowers and to rain talked to the earth to the birds to the sky the sky was silent the earth was silent and if a voice was heard flowing from earth water and sky it was a voice of another man
Credit: From the book Tadeusz Rózewicz: They Came to See a Poet, translated by Adam Czerniawski. Published by Anvil Press Poetry in 1991.
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Tadeusz Różewicz: if she breathes, she's a poet
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Polish Literature: The Survivor by Tadeusz Różewicz (1921 - 2014)
I am twenty-four led to slaughter I survived. The following are empty synonyms: man and beast love and hate friend and foe darkness and light. The way of killing men and beasts is the same I've seen it: truckfuls of chopped-up men who will not be saved. Ideas are mere words: virtue and crime truth and lies beauty and ugliness courage and cowardice. Virtue and crime weigh the same I've seen it: in a man who was both criminal and virtuous. I seek a teacher and a master may he restore my sight hearing and speech may he again name objects and ideas may he separate darkness from light. I am twenty-four led to slaughter I survived.
■Tadeusz Różewicz (9 October 1921 – 24 April 2014) was a Polish poet, dramatist and writer. Różewicz belonged to the first generation of Polish writers born after Poland regained its independence in 1918 following the century of foreign partitions. He was born in Radomsko near Łódź. His first poems were published in 1938. During the Second World War, like his brother Janusz (also a poet), he was a soldier of the Polish underground Home Army. His other brother Stanisław was a noted film director.
■ Unlike his elder brother Janusz, also a highly promising poet, who was executed by the Gestapo in 1944 for serving in the Resistance, Tadeusz survived the war. On finishing high-school, he enrolled at the Jagiellonian University of Kraków, and then in the late 1940s moved to Gliwice where he lived for the next thirty years. In 1968 he moved to Wrocław where he lived for the rest of his life. Różewicz died in Wrocław on 24 April 2014 from natural causes. He was 92.
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Tadeusz Różewicz, Beyond Words tr. Adam Czerniawski W.S. Merwin, Economy
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Vannak olyan pillanataim, amikor csak alkonyat után, este mennék ki az utcára. Amikor már nem látni emberi arcokat – vagy inkább: tekinteteket.
Tadeusz Różewicz: Anya elmegy (Gliwicei napló, 1957. június 21.)
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That old woman who leads a goat on a string is needed more, is worth more than the seven wonders of the world. Anyone who thinks or feels she is not needed is a mass murderer.
Tadeusz Rózewicz, In the Midst of Life
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