Anna Chomik

Aá. poems

© Anna Chomik, 2022

MAGIC. INTUITION. POETRY.

Wiersze. Wydanie w języku angielskim.

A remarkable collection of magical and courageous women’s poetry. It will certainly appeal to those admirers of poems who like strong expression, innovative form, exotic nuances. Intense, original, female voice. Emotional and lively. It touches on existential aspects, the themes of searching for identity, the long path to becoming a whole and universal love. Cultural scholarship of the city of Gdańsk 2022.

ISBN 978-83-8324-036-7

Książka powstała w inteligentnym systemie wydawniczym Ridero

Spis treści

1. Aá. poems

2. list of extinct species

3. velvet

4. sugars

5. still life

6. melody and string

7. life and death of Martha Hirsh

8. palpitations

9. it is not talked about

10. space and axis

11. crevices

12. order of things

13. Aá

14. excess

15. charlotte

16. balance sheet / I’m ready

17. the darkroom

18. doppler

19. si

20. only animals do not go astray

21. kiko

Editor: Kris Zakrzecki

Cover: Anna Chomik

Proofreading & artistic patronage: Katarzyna Mieśnik — Jabłońska

Translation: Robert Lee, Katarzyna Mieśnik — Jabłońska, Anna Chomik

Copyright © Anna Chomik

Wydanie I

Gdańsk, 2022

Ridero

A remarkable collection of magical and courageous women’s poetry. It will certainly appeal to those admirers of poems who like strong expression, innovative form, exotic nuances. Intense, original, female voice. Emotional and lively. It touches on existential aspects, the themes of searching for identity, the long path to becoming a whole and universal love.

CULTURAL SCHOLARSHIP OF THE CITY OF GDAŃSK 2022.

list of extinct species

wait now —

I see it

such a small incision, which was not here before

it seeps from it a dark and silent

hollow around the wrists

there patiently flows white dairy blood

only it is taken out from this strict rule

it is beyond all of this

even if you do not know how you linger

in the face of these matters and before the face

of the one who causes you

you will always be only

the strength of your breath

of borrowed air, which holds you up

just for a moment

velvet

I was still wrong

is there light or shadow first

was there no one in the grave or in the cradle?

you know, through the church stained glass window

only gills and bright backwaters fall

for example these three goblets

the first was empty, the second was empty and the third was empty

I was still wrong

why do you find your own veil

on the body of the one you love?

there are a lot of these traces, holes

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