Birth of a New Poem
By Tadeusz Rosewicz
Two poems
rush through the night
thrown
at each other
the shapes of these poems
are modern
precise
the interiors lit up
comfortable and experimental
they fall upon each other
blind
images
routed
cracked
taut
pulverized
penetrated
expiring forms
break the line
stifle breaths
wrench away words
dissolve features
a collision
a new poem
a third poem
born in agony
flows through
the fetal waters
of humanity
the newborn
with a puzzling smile
hidden
poised for sudden
growth
~Translated by Magnus Krynski and Robert Maguire
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