[New-Poetry] pebbles & pebbles

[Anny Ballardini]

Pebble 
                     by Zbigniew Herbert 

                     The pebble 
                     is a perfect creature 

                     equal to itself 
                     mindful of its limits 

                     filled exactly 
                     with a pebbly meaning 

                     with a scent that does not remind one of anything 
                     does not frighten anything away does not arouse desire 

                     its ardour and coldness 
                     are just and full of dignity 

                     I feel a heavy remorse 
                     when I hold it in my hand 
                     and its noble body 
                     is permeated by false warmth 

                      - Pebbles cannot be tamed 
                      to the end they will look at us 
                      with a calm and very clear eye 

                                       Translated by Peter Dale Scott and Czeslaw Milosz 

from here: http://www.uvm.edu/~sgutman/Herbert.html

Anny Ballardini
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I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star! 
Friedrich Nietzsche 
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