Don’t

Don’t sugar coat religion Don’t rub out its parts Don’t dress it up in pink angel rags Fluttering above the war Don’t send the believers to a tooting commentary I’m not here for consolation like a bowl of soup I wanted to rest my head at last on The boulder of faith *** This is […]

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Huge little one

they pursue massive faith when despair is massive they pursue saints who know it for surehow far away best to run from one’s own body and you have moved mountainswalked on waterthough you told the believersthere’s still so much I don’t know yet — little faith . Translation of Wielka Mała by Polish poet and […]

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My dearest ones

Not asking for peace anymore Or for things to be different I don’t resent not having a car Or my dearest ones chopping my head apart I came here to thank you for being God My translation of Najbliżsi by Polish poet and priest Jan Twardowski.

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