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Postwar Polish Poetry: An Anthology

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This expanded edition of Postwar Polish Poetry (which was originally published in 1965) presents 125 poems by 25 poets, including Czeslaw Milosz and other Polish poets living outside Poland. The stress of the anthology is on poetry written after 1956, the year when the lifting of censorship and the berakdown of doctrines provoked and explosion of new schools and talents. The victory of Solidarity in August 1980 once again opened new vistas for a short time; the coup of December closed that chapter. It is too early yet to predict the impact these events will have on the future of Polish poetry.

208 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1970

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Czesław Miłosz

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Czesław Miłosz was a Nobel Prize winning poet and author of Polish-Lithuanian heritage. He memorialised his Lithuanian childhood in a 1955 novel, The Issa Valley , and in the 1959 memoir Native Realm . After graduating from Sigismund Augustus Gymnasium in Vilnius, he studied law at Stefan Batory University and in 1931 he travelled to Paris, where he was influenced by his distant cousin Oscar Milosz, a French poet of Lithuanian descent and a Swedenborgian. His first volume of poetry was published in 1934.

After receiving his law degree that year, he again spent a year in Paris on a fellowship. Upon returning, he worked as a commentator at Radio Wilno, but was dismissed, an action described as stemming from either his leftist views or for views overly sympathetic to Lithuania. Miłosz wrote all his poetry, fiction, and essays in Polish and translated the Old Testament Psalms into Polish.

Awarded the 1980 Nobel Prize in Literature for being an author "who with uncompromising clear-sightedness voices man's exposed condition in a world of severe conflicts."

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Profile Image for Edgar Trevizo.
Author 24 books73 followers
August 14, 2020
Otra preciosa antología de Milosz. Fue una delicia el viaje con estos magníficos poetas polacos a través de la gran selección que hace Milosz y de sus iluminadores comentarios al estilo de cada poeta. Fantástico.
Profile Image for Clare O'Beara.
Author 25 books371 followers
July 5, 2019
I'm not the best person to appraise Polish poets, and those with more knowledge will form their own opinions. I was pleased to read this anthology and get a chance to look inside the country and the souls of her literary writers. Some of the poems I didn't much enjoy, as they seemed like brash masculine youth; others told of violence; but many described nature and the surroundings of the writer's life.

The greatest impact on me came from a series of descriptions of the German destruction of Warsaw after the city rose against them. The poet tells in a prose account how she was a nurse at the time and describes the lengthy siege, urban war and its aftermath.

I suggest some photos of the poets or locations would help.
This is an unbiased review.
Profile Image for Marisa Duarte.
106 reviews
April 12, 2025
Perhaps the most moving and well-crafted poetry anthologies I have had the pleasure of reading. Milosz provides a terse bio and historical context for each writer followed by a selection of their translated works. The selections touch on the complex layers of emotions, landscapes, reactions, and political stances of writers who have been, alternatively, over generations, survivors, in grief, at peace, social critics, devastated, pastoral, revolutionary, censored, and self-determining. I picked this copy up at a thrift shop and opened to a poem about a husband in desire for his wife who lays beside him in bed but turns her face to the wall. Another poem is about a man who dreams he is a king commanding an army to force their way through a wall: he is not a king or a man but a louse scrambling into a crevice in the floor. Another characterizes her frustration at being hyper-seen, overly visible, as a woman: her writing points to the eventual surveillance regime soon to dictate the country.
Profile Image for Mathew Ruberg.
115 reviews
June 29, 2023
these polish mother fuckers can really write some poetry. a lot of different perspective here. some really A+ shit mixed in with some that made me feel dumb as hell because it was a little too dense for me. This was my first ever book of poetry so maybe it is a me problem.

One of the best things is the little bios milosz drops before each author. He spills all the tea about the polish postwar poetry beefs. It was great to get that background before the poems, it added another dimension to the poems.

great stuff here, specifically Anna Świrszczyńska talking about her thighs
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November 14, 2023
I appreciated the biographies of the poets as much as the poetry itself. They are concise yet very insightful and help frame each poet with their verses. He also explains, at points, what was lost in translation. It is an amazing collection of poets that I never would have found on my own.
Profile Image for Veronika Tretina.
257 reviews2 followers
May 19, 2025
"Listen / how your heart pounds inside me."

"Each of them died / of the wound of her sister / died the death of her hunchbacked sister."

"O, many riches / many precious truths / growing immense in a metaphysical echo, / many initiations / delicate and startling / I owe to you, my thigh."
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196 reviews103 followers
June 28, 2016
This anthology of Polish poems includes poems created amid the blood, the debris, the oppression, the brutality, the ravages and the ruins of the WWII.

In this collection I find that there was some meh poems, very ordinary, and some that are really boring.. there was some beautiful ones and there was great ones, including poems by "Czeslaw Milosz", "Wislawa Szymborska" and of course, "Zbigniew Herbert".

But mainly, It features a Polish gem I honestly ignored its existence until now by the name of Anna Świrszczyńska, but that's ok, jumping right now to the library to buy her books..
Her poems are sensuous, ironic, intense, metaphysical, minimalist.. they are sweet acidic and sour. One of her aphorisms says: “the poet should be as sensitive as an aching tooth.”
"Obsessed with the perishability of the flesh", her poetry is a "conversation between the body and the soul", according to Milosz. Anna crafted poems in which the human body is prominently present in the vocabulary and dominant in her images: (reading of "Talking to My Body", translated by Czeslaw Milosz)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_ReV...

Anna Swir reminds me of Joyce Mansour. Nevertheless her poetry is impregnated with less repulsive and destructive eroticism. Sad and melancholic, but less pessimistic than Tsvetaeva's poetry. On the contrary, she embraced optimism and was more inclined to endure the sufferings of the reality no matter how harsh and painful it has become. Her eyes were fearlessly open when she was executed by a fire squad..

She conveys moving and touching images out of her observations of details from the daily life : "Her deft observation of her surroundings becomes a type of alchemy for converting words into mental images that you feel bone deep. Each poem stands on its own merit; a snapshot and a graphic account of a moment in time, one single remnant that when woven together with the others evolves into one of the most honest portraits of the collective suffering of those caught in the snare of violence."- [Val Brussel]




One of my favourite poems out of this selection:

(Woman Talks to Her Thigh)

"It is only thanks to your good looks
I can take part
in the rites of love.

Mystical ecstasies
treasons delightful
as crimson lipstick,
a perverse rococo
of psychological involutions,
sweetness of carnal longings
that take your breath,
pits of despair
sinking to the very bottom of the world:
all this I owe to you.

How tenderly every day I should
lash you with a whip of cold water,
if you alone allow me to possess
beauty and wisdom
irreplaceable.

The souls of my lovers
open to me in a moment of love
and I have them in my dominion.
I look as does a sculptor
on his work
at their faces snapped shut with eyelids,
martyred by ecstasy,
made dense by happiness.
I read as does an angel
thoughts in their skulls,
I feel in my hand
a beating human heart,
I listen to the words
which are whispered by one human to another
in the frankest moments of one’s life.

I enter their souls,
I wander
by a road of delight or horror
to lands as inconceivable
as the bottoms of the oceans.
Later on, heavy with treasures
I come slowly
to myself.

O, many riches
many precious truths
growing immense in a metaphysical echo,
many initiations
delicate and startling
I owe to you, my thigh.

The most exquisite refinement of my soul
would not give me any of those treasures
if not for the clear, smooth charm
of an amoral little animal."
-Anna Świrszczyńska
Profile Image for Inés Chamarro.
75 reviews5 followers
April 18, 2016
This being a 1980 anthology I find it remarkably prophetic on who was going to be who. It includes some poets who were already a name before the war, like Rózewicz or Gombrowicz, but adds names like Wislawa Szymborska, Zbigniew Herbert, Milosz himself and representatives of a younger generation, like Zagajewski.

There is a lot of post-traumatic stress going on in these poems, even twenty or thirty years after the war. The post-war regime was clearly not helping any either. The natural way in which death, mutilated body parts, torture, disappearance, arbitrary misuse of power, the futility of existence, the Ghetto, the resistance... are incorporated into the poems creates what is probably an involuntary portrait of a very bad time for a badly wounded generation.

The last time I felt such a deep, underlying anxiety was reading the Wipers Times, a collection of comic periodicals edited by the English soldiers in the WWI trenches. It was more acute in the Wipers Times because through the jokes you could see and hear the shellfire and the mud and the snipers, but here you feel it is more pervasive and long lasting and the poets are just desperately trying to find a way to cope with the horror of it. One wonders how the rest of the population managed.
11 reviews3 followers
May 7, 2007
I bought this book in Krakow-- a great snapshot of some of the best poets produced by Poland in the last century. Milosz, Gombrowicz, Zagajewski, Zbigniew Herbet, and many people I have never heard of before are included. Poland had a pretty rough go of it in the 20th century, but in spite of all the censorship, war, bloodletting and communist bootheels, some pretty amazing, beautiful, humanistic work managed to come to light.
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99 reviews20 followers
August 23, 2010
I pulled this book off the shelf and every single poem in the book meant something to me. Maybe it was just where I was at the time. But I don't usually have that kind of reaction with poetry anthologies.
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