Adam Zagajewski – Kit Stolz

Out walking with my father: Of course I remember

A new poem from Adam Zagajewski is always an occasion, and this one, blessedly, Threepenny Review put up for all to see: Out Walking with My FatherGrunwald Square, Gliwice My father remembers next to nothing. With slight exceptions.Do you remember fixing transmitters for the Home Army?Of course I remember. Were you afraid?I don’t remember. WasContinue reading “Out walking with my father: Of course I remember”

Try to Praise the Mutilated World

A Ventura County poet, Mary Kay Rummel, sends along the following spectacular poem from the great Polish poet Adam Zagajewski. It’s called Try to Praise the Mutilated World: Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew. The nettles that methodically overgrow the abandoned homesteads ofContinue reading “Try to Praise the Mutilated World”