La gioia di scrivere. Tutte le poesie by Wisława Szymborska

So perhaps a notice merging her existence into so many others, not making too much of it, would have been the one she wanted, and found truly astonishing. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone’s existence in this world.

Not a single day and not a single night after it. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Granted, in daily speech, where we don’t stop to consider every word, we all use phrases like “the ordinary world,” “ordinary life,” “the ordinary course of events.” …But in the language of poetry, where every word is weighed, nothing is usual or normal. We’re astonished, after all, by things that deviate from some well known and universally acknowledged norm, from an obviousness we’ve grown accustomed to. “Astonishing” is an epithet concealing a logical trap. In a way, Szymborska supplied her own best epitaph, and obituary, in the text of her Nobel Prize acceptance speech, in which she took on the “astonishment” of normal life: We’ve got to outwit the watchmen on the desert of Thorįight our way through the sewers to Warsaw’s center…īut the child, arrives anyway, and she wishes that:

“The world is never ready for the birth of a child,” she writes, and goes on: In my favorite of all her poems, “A Tale Began” (which I was overjoyed to be able to use for the epigraph for my own book “Through The Children’s Gate” ), she writes about the range of human difficulties that, over time, make the decision to have a child impossible.

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La gioia di scrivere. Tutte le poesie by Wisława Szymborska