Czeslaw Poems - Poems about Czeslaw

...Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love ( “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them” – George Eliot.) Deep in newly disturbed soil, lies my true love 'neath a canop......

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...You, Czeslaw, like a brook of the earth, welling up to the skies and more, swelling up even to the sun and the stars and all unknown, uncounted galaxies and more, more than we can yet know or e......

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...Bricabrac. Old and sick in Krakow, Czeslaw complained of his to a fellow (Irish) Nobelista. My fate too (though I am not a poet, I think, and so do I deserve it?)? Like alphabet soup. Lots of letters......

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...Reason: It saves austere and transparent phrases from the filthy discord of tortured words—opens congealed fists of the past. All is new—the bright sun *Mathematics&Poetry—based o......

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......inspired by 'Encounter' by Czeslaw Milosz The station wagon carried us through the misty morning. A sudden flash betrayed the rabbit. Its loping gait, gray to blend with the dawn, the creature ......

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