Sunday, August 15, 2004

Czeslaw Milosz, 1911 - 2004

Let X make a statement
Let breath pass through those cracked lips
That man was my hero
And now that word has been taken from us

If only I had a firmer handle on the poetry of Czeslaw Milosz, I'd be quoting him today. Unfortunately my brain is still mired in the pre-Cambrian silt of pop culture, taking tentative gasps of the harsh and heady air of "Culture-with-a-K", so it was the Talking Heads who came to mind when I first heard that Milosz passed away on Saturday. But that man was my hero. (Links thanks to ALD).

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