Who is Czeslaw Milosz

Czesław MiłoszCzesław Miłosz, 1999Born(1911-06-30)30 June 1911
Szetejnie, Kovno Governorate, Russian EmpireDied14 August 2004(2004-08-14) (aged 93)
Kraków, PolandOccupationPoet, prose writer, essayistNationality
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Czeslaw Milosz Poems

  • An Hour
    Leaves glowing in the sun, zealous hum of bumblebees,
    From afar, from somewhere beyond the river, echoes of lingering voices
    And the unhurried sounds of a hammer gave joy not only to me.
    Before the five senses were opened, and earlier than any beginning ...
  • Dedication
    You whom I could not save
    Listen to me.
    Try to understand this simple speech as I would be ashamed of another.
    I swear, there is in me no wizardry of words. ...
  • Not Mine
    All my life to pretend this world of theirs is mine
    And to know such pretending is disgraceful.
    But what can I do? Suppose I suddenly screamed
    And started to prophesy. No one would hear me. ...
  • Conversation With Jeanne
    Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne.
    So many words, so much paper, who can stand it.
    I told you the truth about my distancing myself.
    I've stopped worrying about my misshapen life. ...
  • Sarajevo
    Now that a revolution really is needed, those who were fervent are quite cool.

    While a country murdered and raped calls for help from the Europe which it had trusted, they yawn.
    ...
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World 21 Earth 20 Long 17 Time 17 White 15 Sun 14 People 13 Life 12 Love 11 I Love You 11


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  • Gladwinemmanuel: one more moment, together, here on earth, to celebrate our little my-ness. --czeslaw milosz, my-ness
  • Gladwinemmanuel: do not die out, fire. enter my dreams, love. be young forever, seasons of the earth. --czeslaw milosz, winter.
  • Paisleyrekdal: a poem i keep on posting, because we keep on killing ourselves and each other:
  • Elizamondegreen: "unfortunately the eye is used in the appreciation of a painting, and the most learned discourse cannot transform an ugly canvas into a great work of art -- which is obviously to be deplored!" czeslaw milosz, the captive mind
  • Dheissler: “lmagine a world without radio, without television, and without film. that was my childhood in a provincial part of europe. at that time, the impact of books was much greater than it is now, and i profited from the library of my grandfather[...].”—czeslaw milosz.
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Jonathan Hirschfeld: I felt I had been invited to look, even to scrutinise, but perhaps not to see.
Against Oblivion - PN Review 257, Volume 47 Number 3, January - February 2021.


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