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ilovewongkarwai's review against another edition
3.0
NEW YEAR’S EVE, 2004
You’re at home listening
to recordings of Billie Holiday,
who sings on, melancholy, drowsy.
You count the hours still
keeping you from midnight.
Why do the dead sing peacefully
while the living can’t free themselves
from fear?
You’re at home listening
to recordings of Billie Holiday,
who sings on, melancholy, drowsy.
You count the hours still
keeping you from midnight.
Why do the dead sing peacefully
while the living can’t free themselves
from fear?
lydia_who's review
2.0
"Today I want to see your eyes without anger."
"Forgive my silence. Forgive your silence."
"And your love, which you lost and found."
"Poetry is joy hiding despair. But under the despair—more joy."
"Forgive my silence. Forgive your silence."
"And your love, which you lost and found."
"Poetry is joy hiding despair. But under the despair—more joy."
carosbcher's review
5.0
Zagajewski is in my opinion the better and dark version of Szymborska. This collection takes us to different places and accompanies us in a beautiful language. It includes a wide range of poems, all connected to locations and enchanting with the charm of old buildings where the painting already comes down a little and old trams squeaking when turning around a corner.
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