Untitled - Azam Abidov - poet and translator
Untitled - Azam Abidov - poet and translator
Untitled - Azam Abidov - poet and translator
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ZOFIA BESZCZYŃSKA<br />
Zofia Beszczyńska is a <strong>poet</strong>, author of fantasy tales for<br />
adults <strong>and</strong> children, <strong>translator</strong> from French <strong>and</strong> Spanish <strong>and</strong><br />
book reviewer working for literary magazines. Member of<br />
Association of Polish Writers <strong>and</strong> Polish IBBY Section. Scholar<br />
of Children’s Library in Munich, Germany (1996) <strong>and</strong> Baltic<br />
Centre for Writers <strong>and</strong> Translators in Visby, Sweden (2003).<br />
She took part in <strong>poet</strong>ry festivals in Sarayevo, Bosnia <strong>and</strong> Herzegovina<br />
(1998), Struga, Macedonia (2002, 2003), Havana, Cuba (2007), Calicut,<br />
India (2007), Granada (Nicaragua, 2009), <strong>and</strong> Paris (France, 2009).<br />
Her most important <strong>poet</strong>ry collections are: Window in a Tree (1992),<br />
Tea Cat (1999), Language of Birds (2001), Magic Places (2003),<br />
Isl<strong>and</strong> of Lights (2004), Helter-Skelter Down the Hill (2005), Strange<br />
L<strong>and</strong> (2007), Witch House (2010), Los sitios mágicos<br />
* * *<br />
I saw something I should not have seen<br />
a bird falling head down<br />
a white faced woman<br />
blood spurting out of the artery<br />
I turned into an animal<br />
a dance round the fire:<br />
I am excluded<br />
stones in the water:<br />
I cross over lightly<br />
to the other side<br />
every time he leaves<br />
a trace behind him: a stone<br />
or a bone or a feather; a smell.<br />
Is he a fish or<br />
a bird? or rain? or a wave? Someone dead<br />
maybe. This smell is a scent<br />
of a soul. It stays when you are in love <strong>and</strong> next<br />
disappears.<br />
Love might die<br />
then. But always<br />
some feathers are left<br />
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