I remember it so clearly —
how people, seeing me, would break off in midword.
Lovers’ hands unclasped.
Children ran to their mothers.
I didn’t even know their short-lived names.
And that song about a little green leaf —
no one ever finished it near me.
- “Soliloquy for Cassandra“
Szymborska Poems include:
- A Few Words On The Soul
- Hunger Camp At Jaslo
- On Death, Without Exaggeration
- Some Like Poetry
- The Joy Of Writing
- The Three Oddest Words
- Three Oddest Words
- Under One Small Star
photo top: Jowan, Sri Chinmoy Centre Galleries