WANDA DUSIA STAŃCZAK
WOMAN'S
LIFE
Stripped with gold thread
frowned like socks
laughter like diamonds
tears like pearls
this is normal woman's life
(TRANSLATOR: AUTHORESS)
MEMORIES...
A few petals of the rosebush
fell right on my terrace
I thought to myself: I`m only
wasting my time
and I untied my hair
a crying seagull
drowned out your steps
you smelled like dusk
immersed in surf
the letters trembled when you
whispered
you look gorgeous
I was wearing only an amber
necklace
(TRANSLATOR: WOJCIECH KALIŃSKI)
ONE DAY...
One day I`ll go on my last holidays
I`ll walk upstairs for the last
time
and turn my key in the lock
I`ll fry pancakes for the last time
and read my last book
a naughty streak of my fringe will fall down
to my eyes
and I`ll do up the zip of my red
skirt
I`ll have the last sip of coffee
from my favourite cup with red poppy-seed flowers on
and I`ll kiss somebody with a last
smile
and I`ll drop my last tear
how much hope can this "one
day" give...
(TRANSLATOR: WOJCIECH KALIŃSKI)
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WANDA
"DUSIA" STAŃCZAK
WANDA "DUSIA" STAŃCZAK President of the
Association of Polish Authors (Warsaw). Culture animator. She organizes and
conducts open-air and literary workshops. It also deals with the preparation
and edited international anthologies. She has published 14 volumes of poetry. Winner of many
competitions. From 12 years is a cabaret head.
She is from Poland. Polish is her language. She lives in Poland (Warsaw)
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