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silence
the silence into music
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    the four drab women wait
    Â 
    the person invites
other people
to christenings funerals
weddings and wakes
silver and gold anniversaries
the four drab women
enter the home uninvited
through the keyhole
    Â 
    first to appear is Guilt
behind her looms Worry
slowly there grows Want
baring her teeth comes Hardship
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    the home becomes a cobweb

in it are heard voices groans
gnashing of teeth
buzzing
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    the awakened gods
drive off
importunate humans
and yawn

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    . . .
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    on the road
of my life
which has been straight
though sometimes
it disappeared
round the bend
of history
    Â 
    there were whirlings
    Â 
    on the road of life
    Â 
    where I walked
flew
limped
losing along the way
the truth
which I sought
in dark places
    Â 
    sometimes on that road
I met
the children of my friends
my own children
    Â 
    I saw them learn to walk
I heard them learn to speak

in their eyes were questions
    Â 
    mysterious children
from the paintings
of Wojtkiewicz
hiding in corners
listening to our conversations
about poetry art music
at times they squealed
smiled were silent
    Â 
    mysterious children
from the paintings of Makowski
flat little clowns
with stuck-on
red noses
with snotty noses
smiling
    Â 
    we gradually lost our self-assurance
(“what are you gawking at?”)
    Â 
    we were so busy
then all at once
we saw that our children
have children
that they have
failures and successes
that they are turning gray
they ask us

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    â€œwhat are you gawking at?”
but we are silent
and hide in corners
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    [2002]

gray zone
    â€œWhat makes gray a neutral color? Is it something physiological, or logical?”
    â€œGrayness is situated between two extremes (black and white).”
    WITTGENSTEIN
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    Â 
    my gray zone
is starting to include poetry
    Â 
    here white is not absolute white
black is not absolute black
the edges of these non-colors
adjoin
    Â 
    Wittgenstein’s question is answered by Kępiński
    Â 
    The world of depression is a monochromatic world
dominated by grayness or total darkness
    Â 
    in the darkness of depression many things look
differently than in normal light
    Â 
    black and white flowers
grew only in Norwid’s poetry
Mickiewicz and Słowacki
were colorists
    Â 
    the world we live in
reels with color

but I don’t live in that world
I was only impolitely awakened
can one wake someone politely
    Â 
    I see
a ginger cat
in green grass
hunting a gray mouse
    Â 
    the artist Get
tells me he cannot see colors
    Â 
    he distinguishes them by the labels
on the tubes and tins
    Â 
    he reads and knows that this is
yellow red blue
    Â 
    but his palette is gray
    Â 
    he sees a gray cat
in gray grass
hunting a gray mouse
    Â 
    he has impaired vision
(he doesn’t suffer from depression)
maybe he’s pretending
so as to provoke his students
and enliven our discussion

we go on talking about Bemerkugen über
die Farben
W. talks of a red circle
a red square a green circle
    Â 
    I say to G. it would seem
that the square is merely filled
with red or green
the square is square
not red or green
according to Lichtenberg few
people have ever seen pure white
    Â 
    drawing may be the purest
form of art
drawing is filled
with pure emptiness
    Â 
    thus a drawing
is by its nature
closer to the absolute
than a Renoir painting
    Â 
    the Germans say
weiße rose and rote rose
for one who doesn’t know German
a rose
is neither rote nor weiße
it’s just a rose

but someone else has never heard the word
rose and what he holds in his hand
is a flower or a pipe

Regression in die Ursuppe
    in the beginning was a thick
soup which under the influence
of light (and heat)
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    produced life
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    from the soup emerged a creature
or rather something
that transformed itself into yeast
into a chimpanzee
eventually god came along
and created humans
man and woman
sun cat and tick
    Â 
    humans invented the wheel
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