John and Bogdana Carpenter

Poetry by John and Bogdana Carpenter

"Mother" (translated by John & Bogdana Carpenter)

He fell from her knees like a ball of yarn.
He unwound in a hurry and ran blindly away.
She held the beginning of life. She would wind it
on her finger like a ring, she wanted to preserve him.

– Zbigniew Herbert

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