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Urodziłem się 29 czerwca 1930 roku. Nie pamiętam, jak to się stało, i muszę tylko w to wierzyć. Zapytany przed sądem, czy urodziłem się rzeczywiście, nie mógłbym przysiąc, bo osobiście niczego sobie nie przypominam. Jeżeli istnieje jakieś inne życie po śmierci, prawdopodobnie tak samo nie będę pamiętał mojego umierania. Trochę to smutne, bo to znaczy, że ani tego, że jesteśmy, ani tego, że nas nie ma, nie możemy być pewni.

Urodziłem się 29 czerwca 1930 roku. Nie pamiętam, jak to się stało, i muszę tylko w to wierzyć. Zapytany przed sądem, czy urodziłem się rzec...

(from Shore Woman): Astray upon a debris of scrubbed shells Between parched dunes and salivating wave, I have rights on this fallow avenue, A membrane between moonlight and my shadow.

(from Shore Woman): Astray upon a debris of scrubbed shells Between parched dunes and salivating wave, I have rights on this fallow avenue, ...

Painting is a source and not an echo, it is active and not passive, looking forward and assisting in a positive, constructive view of the world. (from Peter Lanyon's notes).

Painting is a source and not an echo, it is active and not passive, looking forward and assisting in a positive, constructive view of the wo...

(from The Fire) And you never say Leave me since the dead do not like being alone.

(from The Fire) And you never say Leave me since the dead do not like being alone.

(from Baskets): I ask you, how much beauty can a person bear? It is heavier than ugliness, even the burden of emptiness is nothing beside it.

(from Baskets): I ask you, how much beauty can a person bear? It is heavier than ugliness, even the burden of emptiness is nothing beside it...

(from A Fantasy): The widow sits on the couch, very stately, so people line up to approach her, (...) In her heart she wants them to go away. She wants to be back in the cemetery, back in the sickroom, the hospital. She knows it isn't possible. But it's her only hope, the wish to move backward. And just a little, not so far as the marriage, the first kiss.

(from A Fantasy): The widow sits on the couch, very stately, so people line up to approach her, (...) In her heart she wants them to go awa...

(from Clearances): Then she was dead, The searching for a pulsebeat was abandoned And we all knew one thing by being there. The space we stood around had been emptied Into us to keep, it penetrated Clearances that suddenly stood open.

(from Clearances): Then she was dead, The searching for a pulsebeat was abandoned And we all knew one thing by being there. The space we sto...

We have withstood the Tartar invasion, then two centuries of slavery. Now we must withstand freedom. Will we succeed, or will we stumble?

We have withstood the Tartar invasion, then two centuries of slavery. Now we must withstand freedom. Will we succeed, or will we stumble?

(from Personal Helicon): I rhyme To see myself, to set the darkness echoing.

(from Personal Helicon): I rhyme To see myself, to set the darkness echoing.