The Three Oddest Words

When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.

When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.

When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold.

 

By Wislawa Szymborska
Translated by S. Baranczak & C. Cavanagh


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4 Responses to The Three Oddest Words

  1. Ian Moone says:

    I can really relate to this, Nothin’ held by no one who is being non being- great post

  2. Great post! So much meaning to ponder!

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