Late Ripeness by Czeslaw Milosz
"Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, / I felt a door opening in me and I entered / the clarity of early morning." — Czesław Miłosz
Account by Czeslaw Milosz
"Others would deal with ways to silence anxiety, / The little whisper which, though it is a warning, is ignored." — Czeslaw Milosz
Faith by Czeslaw Milosz
"And even if you dreamed, or closed your eyes / And wished, the world would still be what it was, / And the leaf would still be carried down the river." — Czeslaw Milosz
