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A Note for World Poetry Day

A Note - Wislawa Szymborska


Life is the only way

to get covered in leaves,

catch your breath on the sand,

rise on wings;


to be a dog,

or stroke its warm fur;


to tell pain

from everything it's not;


to squeeze inside events,

dawdle in views,

to seek the least of all possible mistakes.


An extraordinary chance

to remember for a moment

a conversation held

with the lamp switched off;


and if only once

to stumble on a stone,

end up drenched in one downpour or another,


mislay your keys in the grass;

and to follow a spark on the wind with your eyes;


and to keep on not knowing

something important.



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