Today's book of poems. Without End, New and Selected Poems, Adam Zagajewski. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2002.

JUST CHILDREN

It was just children playing in the sand
(accompanied by the narcotic scent
of blooming lindens, don't forget),
just children, but after all
the devil, and minor gods,
and even forgotten politicians,
who'd broken all their promises,
were also there and watched them
with unending rapture.
Who wouldn't want to be a child
--for the last time!

These poems are translated from Polish. An emotional history of the world written by a reasonable man. These are rich poems. Dense with life. Great reading, but it has to be read slowly. The best kind always do.

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