River
As I tell you, the river runs through me; It spills through [ . . . ]
As I tell you, the river runs through me; It spills through [ . . . ]
This poem is a memory of the Polish Martial Law – 1981. My mom’s cigarette in the kitchen, a bright [ . . . ]
Wislawa Szymborska (1923-2012) was a Polish poetess and a recipient of 1996 Nobel Prize in Literature. Despite her rather large [ . . . ]
I stare at you coldly as I walk away Your smile, so alluring, once stopped me dead Let silence be [ . . . ]