Poems by Zbigniew Herbert
Episode
... the shapes of feet which have vanished ...
Lament
... while she sails on the bottle of a boat through foaming nebulas ...
Report From Paradise
... awkwardly under their arms they carry their wings like violins ...
Mr Cogito And The Imagination
... he will accept indifferently the verdict ...
The Last Attack. To Klaus
... and rats As you speak comes an avalanche of artillery fire ...
Why The Classics
... dense net of intrigues of diplomatic endeavours ...
A Description Of The King
... The hand wielding the sceptre has withered from distinction ...
A Halt
... ordered the table to be moved to the garden the first star ...
I Would Like To Describe
... of my skin but apparently this is not possible ...
The Rain
... he had on his forehead a little silver star ...
About Troy
... 2 They walked along ravines of former streets ...
The Trial
... after a short rebellion they capitulated and started to die one after the other ...
What Our Dead Do
... t do this knock with their fingers on the windows ...
The Envoy of Mr. Cogito
... go because only in this way will you be admitted to the company of cold skulls ...
How We Were Introduced
... s buff we had enough of the elderly gentleman ...
