Showing posts with label Czeslaw Milosz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Czeslaw Milosz. Show all posts

Friday, 30 March 2012

...What is the earth for them? A lake of darkness. It has been swallowed by the night forever...

- Czeslaw Milosz, The Bird Kingdom



...Jugs of gold, red wine is being poured in aspen copper. And an airborne coach carries gifts for the invisible kings or for the bears...

- Czeslaw Milosz, The Excursion to the Forest

Hope is with you when you believe the earth is not a dream but living flesh...

...That sight, touch, and hearing do not lie,
That all things you have ever seen here
Are like a garden looked at from a gate

You cannot enter...

- Czeslaw Milosz, Hope


Ralph Vaughan Williams

On a poppy seed is a tiny house, dogs bark at the poppy-seed moon, and never, never do those poppy-seed dogs imagine that somewhere there is a world much larger...

- Czeslaw Milosz, A Parable of the Poppy