Rolled up like a cat.

DON’T ALLOW THE LUCID MOMENT TO DISSOLVE

Don’t allow the lucid moment to dissolve
Let the radiant thought last in stillness
though the page is almost filled and the flame flickers
We haven’t risen yet to the level of ourselves
Knowledge grows slowly like a wisdom tooth
The stature of a man is still notched
high up on a white door
From far off, the joyful voice of a trumpet
and of a song rolled up like a cat
What passes doesn’t fall into a void
A stoker is still feeding coal into the fire
Don’t allow the lucid moment to dissolve
On a hard dry substance
you have to engrave the truth

-Adam Zagajewski
From Without End: New and Selected Poems.
Copyright © 2002

Translated by Renata Gorczynski

2 thoughts on “Rolled up like a cat.”

How interesting! There have been times when I’ve read something, or begun to understand something, something that I knew could be so important to me and I really did not want to forget it, didn’t want to let it waste. So, I prayed a reminder to the Blessed Mother or my guardian angel to not let me forget about it, to help me with it. It works. 🙂

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