Wislawa Szymborska was a Polish poet, essayist, and translator. She was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1996 and is widely regarded as one of the most important poets of the 20th century. Szymborska’s work is characterized by its wit, irony, and philosophical depth. Her most famous works include “The People on the Bridge” and “Nothing Twice.” Szymborska’s work continues to be widely read and celebrated in Poland and around the world, and she remains a beloved and influential figure in contemporary poetry.
Matthew knows he should never play with fire. Instead, he may become a fireman when he grows up. He hopes to prevent and put out fires.
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She slipped between the cracks. And fell into a world of Sublime Beauty. The heavenly world of the Aesthete. The Three Graces: Elegance, Flair, Distinction. Serenity, Subtlety, Gentility. The Refined, The Discerning, The Noble. ...
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