A Poet Reflects

“Every one of us, leaving this life, preserves from the past, from memories, from quotations by which he [or she] lived, no more than a few words that he [or she] salvages from a receding memory.”
—Czesław Miłosz


“Every one of us, leaving this life, preserves from the past, from memories, from quotations by which he [or she] lived, no more than a few words that he [or she] salvages from a receding memory.”

—Czesław Miłosz