Who is Zbigniew Herbert

Zbigniew HerbertZbigniew HerbertBorn(1924-10-29)29 October 1924
Lwów, PolandDied28 July 1998(1998-07-28) (aged 73)
Warsaw, PolandResting placePowązki CemeteryOccupationPoet, essayistLanguagePolish
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Zbigniew Herbert Poems

  • A Knocker
    There are those who grow
    gardens in their heads
    paths lead from their hair
    to sunny and white cities ...
  • Report From Paradise
    In paradise the work week is fixed at thirty hours
    salaries are higher prices steadily go down
    manual labour is not tiring (because of reduced gravity)
    chopping wood is no harder than typing ...
  • Three Poems By Heart

    I can't find the title
    of a memory about you ...
  • From The Top Of The Stairs
    Of course
    those who are standing at the top of the stairs
    they know everything ...
  • Daedalus And Icarus
    Daedalus says:

    Go on sonny but remember that you are walking and not flying
    the wings are just an ornament and you are stepping on a meadow ...
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Earth 11 Water 10 White 9 Head 9 Time 9 Black 9 City 9 Light 9 Long 9 Sea 8

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  • The_karsonist: you must dream patiently hoping the content will be completed that the missing words enter crippled sentences and the certainty we are waiting for casts anchor (zbigniew herbert)
  • Isamaralee: pebbles cannot be tamed to the end they will look at us with a calm and very clear eye." zbigniew herbert
  • Bigginswayne: i'll read it if it's with jonathan derbyshire, and they're discussing zbigniew herbert and the influence on wider european culture of 17th century dutch art. otherwise...
  • Psephographic: go where those others went to the dark boundary for the golden fleece of nothingness your last prize go upright among those who are on their knees among those with their backs turned and those toppled in the dust you were saved not in order to live - zbigniew herbert
  • Psephographic: repeat old incantations of humanity fables and legends because this is how you will attain the good you will not attain repeat great words repeat them stubbornly like those crossing the desert who perished in the sand - zbigniew herbert
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How fits his Umber Coat
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How fits his Umber Coat
The Tailor of the Nut?
Combined without a seam
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Who spun the Auburn Cloth?

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