Adam Zagajewski
Biographic Data
| ID | 1105348 |
|---|---|
| NAME | Adam Zagajewski |
| GIVEN NAMES | Adam |
| FAMILY NAME | Zagajewski |
| SIGNATURE | ZAGAJEWSKI A |
| VERIFIED | No |
| TOTAL WORKS | 9 |
| TOTAL CITATIONS | 0 |
| AUTHOR COUNT | 9 |
| EDITOR COUNT | 0 |
| FIRST PUBLICATION YEAR | 2002 |
| LATEST PUBLICATION YEAR | 2018 |
| H-INDEX | 0 |
Die Poesie hängt die weiße Flagge aus
»Wahre Poesie kann nicht ohne die Begegnung mit dem Geist existieren.« Diese Begegnung färbt die Poesie laut Adam Zagajewski mit Fragen, mit Begeisterung und mit Zweifeln, und das ist seiner Meinung nach das Wesen der Poesie. In seinem Festvortrag anlässlich der Verleihung des Leopold Lucas-Preises 2016 beschreibt er sein Verständnis von Dichtung sowie seine Forderungen an sie. Poesie dürfe sich nicht vom Alltäglichen abwenden, da sie sich vom Wi…
Recent Polish Poems
Research Article| January 01 2010 Recent Polish Poems Wisława Szymborska; Wisława Szymborska Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Ryszard Krynicki; Ryszard Krynicki Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Bronislaw Maj; Bronislaw Maj Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Common Knowledge (2010) 1…
Sunrise over Cassis
Sunrise over Cassis* Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh In the semi-darkness white buildings loom, not fully formulated, and beside them, the gray vineyards, the quiet before dawn; Judas counts his silver coins, but olive trees contorted in wild prayer enter the earth ever more deeply. Where is the sun! But it’s still cold and a humble landscape spreads around us; the stars have gone and priests sleep greedily, birds aren’t allowe…
The Majesty of Sleep
The Majesty of Sleep* Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh Sleep like the veranda of a country house spreads before you a forest and shadows and the interior of memories. Sleep is the mind free of constraint, the proud capital of poetry and plays, sleep is a thought not yet embodied, fed meagerly by jealous waking. Sleep is Assyria, severe and valiant. Sleep is Tuscany seen at dawn, when slim trees sip ink from the black earth—and a…
December
December* Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh December, herald of destruction, takes you on a long stroll through the black torsos of trees and leaves scorched in autumn’s fire, as if to say: so much then for your secrets and your treasures, the fervent trill of small birds, the promises of summer months. Your dreams have been dissected, the blackbird’s song now has a rationale, plants’ corpses clutter the herbarium. Only the labor…
Describing Pictures
Describing Pictures Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh We usually catch just a few details— grapes from the seventeenth century, still gleaming, and perhaps a fine ivory fork, or a cross's wood and drops of blood, and great suffering, which has already dried. The shiny parquet creaks. We're in a strange town— almost always in a strange town. Somewhere a guard stands and yawns. An ash's branch sways outside the window. Describing s…
Kingdoms
Kingdoms Adam Zagajewski (bio) I like to dream of those dead kingdoms. Su Tung P'o I like to dream of those dead kingdoms where brass gleams and sings and upright fires blaze on hilltops, where someone's love dwells. One late afternoon in November, I take the commuter train coming home from a long walk; around me tired businessmen and a sad old lady hugging a dachshund. The conductor, alas, is a very clumsy shaman. Life strides above us like Gull…
Camogli
Camogli Adam Zagajewski (bio) Tall old houses by the beach and a drowsy cat waits for fishermen on furled white nets: a quiet November in Camogli— pensioners sunbathe on lounge chairs, the lazy sun circles and pebbles roll slowly on the beach's gravel, but it, the sea, keeps coming shoreward, wave after wave, as if eager to see what's become of summer's plans, and of our dream, which used to be our youth. Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski, who was …
Poetry versus the World
Research Article| August 01 2002 Poetry versus the World: Remembering Zbigniew Herbert Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Common Knowledge (2002) 8 (3): 582–594. https://doi.org/10.1215/0961754X-8-3-582 Cite Icon Cite Share Icon Share Twitter Permissions Search Site Citation Adam Zagajewski; Poetry versus the World: Remembering Zbigniew Herbert. Common Knowledge 1 August 2002; 8 (3): 582–594…
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Poetry versus the World
Research Article| August 01 2002 Poetry versus the World: Remembering Zbigniew Herbert Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Common Knowledge (2002) 8 (3): 582–594. https://doi.org/10.1215/0961754X-8-3-582 Cite Icon Cite Share Icon Share Twitter Permissions Search Site Citation Adam Zagajewski; Poetry versus the World: Remembering Zbigniew Herbert. Common Knowledge 1 August 2002; 8 (3): 582–594…
Describing Pictures
Describing Pictures Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh We usually catch just a few details— grapes from the seventeenth century, still gleaming, and perhaps a fine ivory fork, or a cross's wood and drops of blood, and great suffering, which has already dried. The shiny parquet creaks. We're in a strange town— almost always in a strange town. Somewhere a guard stands and yawns. An ash's branch sways outside the window. Describing s…
Kingdoms
Kingdoms Adam Zagajewski (bio) I like to dream of those dead kingdoms. Su Tung P'o I like to dream of those dead kingdoms where brass gleams and sings and upright fires blaze on hilltops, where someone's love dwells. One late afternoon in November, I take the commuter train coming home from a long walk; around me tired businessmen and a sad old lady hugging a dachshund. The conductor, alas, is a very clumsy shaman. Life strides above us like Gull…
Camogli
Camogli Adam Zagajewski (bio) Tall old houses by the beach and a drowsy cat waits for fishermen on furled white nets: a quiet November in Camogli— pensioners sunbathe on lounge chairs, the lazy sun circles and pebbles roll slowly on the beach's gravel, but it, the sea, keeps coming shoreward, wave after wave, as if eager to see what's become of summer's plans, and of our dream, which used to be our youth. Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski, who was …
Sunrise over Cassis
Sunrise over Cassis* Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh In the semi-darkness white buildings loom, not fully formulated, and beside them, the gray vineyards, the quiet before dawn; Judas counts his silver coins, but olive trees contorted in wild prayer enter the earth ever more deeply. Where is the sun! But it’s still cold and a humble landscape spreads around us; the stars have gone and priests sleep greedily, birds aren’t allowe…
The Majesty of Sleep
The Majesty of Sleep* Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh Sleep like the veranda of a country house spreads before you a forest and shadows and the interior of memories. Sleep is the mind free of constraint, the proud capital of poetry and plays, sleep is a thought not yet embodied, fed meagerly by jealous waking. Sleep is Assyria, severe and valiant. Sleep is Tuscany seen at dawn, when slim trees sip ink from the black earth—and a…
December
December* Adam Zagajewski (bio) Translated by Clare Cavanagh December, herald of destruction, takes you on a long stroll through the black torsos of trees and leaves scorched in autumn’s fire, as if to say: so much then for your secrets and your treasures, the fervent trill of small birds, the promises of summer months. Your dreams have been dissected, the blackbird’s song now has a rationale, plants’ corpses clutter the herbarium. Only the labor…
Recent Polish Poems
Research Article| January 01 2010 Recent Polish Poems Wisława Szymborska; Wisława Szymborska Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Ryszard Krynicki; Ryszard Krynicki Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Bronislaw Maj; Bronislaw Maj Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski Search for other works by this author on: This Site Google Common Knowledge (2010) 1…
Die Poesie hängt die weiße Flagge aus
»Wahre Poesie kann nicht ohne die Begegnung mit dem Geist existieren.« Diese Begegnung färbt die Poesie laut Adam Zagajewski mit Fragen, mit Begeisterung und mit Zweifeln, und das ist seiner Meinung nach das Wesen der Poesie. In seinem Festvortrag anlässlich der Verleihung des Leopold Lucas-Preises 2016 beschreibt er sein Verständnis von Dichtung sowie seine Forderungen an sie. Poesie dürfe sich nicht vom Alltäglichen abwenden, da sie sich vom Wi…
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