Anna Kamienska wrote that “poetry is a foretaste of truth.” Wisdom plus a prediction! I began to highlight the first installment with my yellow marker but soon realized that I was soaking each page. No smoke and mirrors here. She shines a light, but not in our eyes. As she would put it, “Confusion is not creative.” Thank you, Poetry, for this gift, and thank you, Clare Cavanagh, for your translation.
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