"...because it has no sounds of its own; it only mimics the sounds of others."
--Poet, Adam Zagajewski
So, the Polish accent is more lilting than I knew it could be when in the mouth of a poet. The city behind him was lost in a fog. the tops of the roofs were smoky with the cold. baltimore seemed eastern european in its essence--that view and that voice together conjured up all the romance i bestow on that corner of the world.
Zagajewski's poems were imbued with humour, understated and contemplative. i haven't written a poem in nearly 3 years. his work made me want to try my hand at it again.
Monday, April 20, 2009
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i felt very similarly
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