
15th December 2022
Poetry
1 minute read
Three Poems
translated by Anna Stanisz-Lubowiecka
15th December 2022
1 minute read
LAST WILL
After God is dead
we’ll read his last will
to find out
who the world belongs to
and
this large
mousetrap.
DOUBT
I believe in doubt.
Free from the addiction of faith.
In the absence of life
I’m mortally doubtful.
CONFESSION OF A RATIONALIST
I don’t go to church.
I bump into God at the tailor’s.
We’re getting the same grave sewn.