#anna swir

[askyea-poesy]

I envy you. Every moment You can leave me. I cannot leave myself.

Anna Swir

[nomorechoirs]

“Poetry Reading” by Anna Swir, trans. Czeslaw Milosz & Leonard Nathan

[cosechadehuellas]

LA LUZ QUE HAY EN MÍ

Día y noche

llevo una luz

dentro de mí.

En el ruido, en el tumulto,

llevo el silencio.

Siempre

con el silencio voy, y con la luz.

_ Anna Swir, de Hablando con mi cuerpo. Editorial Pre-Textos. Traducción de Abraham Gragera y Teresa Casas Hernández

_ Ina Jang, A Blue Paper - 2011

[la-semillera]

Marit Beer & Anna Swir

NUESTROS SILENCIOS

EL silencio

entra y sale de mí,

me lava

de mí pasado.

Pura soy, te espero. Venga

tu silencio a mí.

Se adormirán

cada uno en los brazos del otro,

como un nido,

nuestros silencios.

Anna Świr, Hablando con mi cuerpo. Traducción de Abraham Gragera y Teresa Casas Hernández. Pre-Textos, Valencia, 2025

[daweyt]

“I want to be clean as nothingness.”

Anna Swir, from “Building the Barricade & Other Poems; ‘Iron Currycomb.’”

[grungebutsoft]

I keep finding poems that are so Magnus Archives coded I’m foaming at the mouth

This is so Lonely Martin angst I love it ahhhhh

[tunisian]

i love this world, even in its hard places

encyclopedia of an ordinary life, amy krouse rosenthal / sometimes it hurts, but i'm happy i'm alive by @sunsbleeding / @arthoesunshine / imaginary conversation, linda pastan / deactivated tumblr user @salemwitchtrials / thank you my fate, anna swir

[evenasmallcough]

Poetry Reading

I'm curled into a ball like a dog that is cold.

Who will tell me why I was born, why this monstrosity called life.

The telephone rings. I have to give a poetry reading.

I enter. A hundred people, a hundred pairs of eyes. They look, they wait. I know for what.

I am supposed to tell them why they were born, why there is this monstrosity called life.

- Anna Swir