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Friday, December 22, 2006

priceless gifts

poemPriceless Gifts
by Anna Swir

An empty day without events.
And that is why
it grew immense
as space. And suddenly
happiness of being
entered me.

I heard
in my heartbeat
the birth of time
and each instant of life
one after the other
came rushing in
like priceless gifts.

translated from Polish by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan


Anna Swir, “Priceless Gifts” from Talking to My Body. Copyright © 2006 by Anna Swir. Reprinted with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P. O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271,


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