{"id":7057,"date":"2017-04-30T22:00:57","date_gmt":"2017-04-30T22:00:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/?p=7057"},"modified":"2017-05-01T00:22:36","modified_gmt":"2017-05-01T00:22:36","slug":"spring-in-polish-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/spring-in-polish-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Spring in Polish poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Spring is here! Well, almost&#8230;It&#8217;s starting slowly here in New England! There are so many beautiful Polish poems about Spring. Today I chose one by Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska. Enjoy!<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_7058\" style=\"width: 778px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter post-item__attachment\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4489.jpg\" aria-label=\"IMG 4489 768x1024\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-7058\" class=\"wp-image-7058 size-large\"  alt=\"\" width=\"768\" height=\"1024\" \/ src=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4489-768x1024.jpg\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4489-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4489-263x350.jpg 263w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4489.jpg 1704w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 768px) 100vw, 768px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-7058\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Spring at my parents farm in Poland<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576.jpg\" aria-label=\"IMG 4576 1024x768\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-7059\"  alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" \/ src=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-1024x768.jpg\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-350x263.jpg 350w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>\u00a0 &#8220;Babcia na wiosn\u0119&#8221;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;Grandma for Easter<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Niebo w\u0142o\u017cy\u0142o turban ob\u0142oczny z jask\u00f3\u0142k\u0105,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Jab\u0142onie stoj\u0105 w wielkich kapeluszach z kwiat\u00f3w<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Szeptania-pog\u0142askania lec\u0105 z py\u0142em kwiat\u00f3w<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Omijaj\u0105c twarz moj\u0105 jako li\u015b\u0107 po\u017c\u00f3\u0142k\u0142\u0105.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>The sky has put a turban clouded with a swallow,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>The apple trees stand in big hats of flowers<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Whispering-flutters fly with dust of flowers<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Bypassing my face as a yellowed leaf.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<strong>Lipy stroj\u0105 si\u0119 w jedwab zielony i nowy,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Jak bi\u017cuteria szcz\u0119\u015bcia p\u0142on\u0105 sznury kwiat\u00f3w<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Poca\u0142unki \u017cegluj\u0105 na muzyce kwiat\u00f3w<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Mijaj\u0105c moj\u0105 szyj\u0119 w szaliku w\u0142\u00f3czkowym.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Lindens dress in green and new silk,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Like happiness&#8217;s jewelry are burning flowers<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Kisses sail on floral music<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Passing my neck in a yarn scarf.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<strong>Zamkn\u0119 najszczelniej serce przed \u015bpiewem s\u0142owika<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>I p\u00f3jd\u0119 przez g\u0105szcz kwitnie\u0144, rozkwit\u00f3w, kwiat\u00f3w,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Przez chmury ca\u0142owanych, ko\u0142ysanych kwiat\u00f3w,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Nie \u015bmi\u0105c przypi\u0105\u0107 do piersi fijo\u0142ka czy storczyka.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>I close my heart most closely before singing the nightingale<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>And I will go through a flowering bloom, flowering, flowers,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Through the clouds of kissed, rocked flowers,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Will not dare pin the fiddle or orchid to the breast.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<strong>Pod modn\u0105 parasolk\u0105 \u015bwiat w \u015bmiechu si\u0119 trz\u0119sie.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Patrzy zab\u00f3jczym okiem zza bukietu kwiat\u00f3w,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Ma we krwi wszystkie wonie, wszystkie gwiazdy \u015bwiat\u00f3w,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>I ma mnie, jak bezwiedn\u0105, zimn\u0105 \u0142z\u0119 na rz\u0119sie.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Under a fashion umbrella, the world shakes laughing.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>He looks with the killer eye behind the bouquet of flowers,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>He has in his blood all the scents, all the stars of the worlds,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>And he has me, like the unconscious, cold tear on the lashes.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Babcia na wiosne\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/kYZMCgACemU?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<img width=\"350\" height=\"263\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-350x263.jpg\" class=\"attachment-post-thumbnail size-post-thumbnail wp-post-image\" alt=\"\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-350x263.jpg 350w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2017\/04\/IMG_4576-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/><p>Spring is here! Well, almost&#8230;It&#8217;s starting slowly here in New England! There are so many beautiful Polish poems about Spring. Today I chose one by Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska. Enjoy! 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