KRYSTYNA KONECKA

KRYSTYNA KONECKA

I Run To You

I run to you. Cross-country through existence.

I go arduously leaping on the mountains

with ball and chain. And with the acupuncture

of stars that keep falling painfully at down.

Through the fragrant fumes of medieval fires.

Above the passageway of rapacious Styx

oblivious to Apocalypse dark forces

I throw myself in abyss. Like month to flame.

With the soul being incurably wounded.

In fatal habit of raging emotions

Failing to remember of water and bread

blind a moles against the lights of proscenium

choking on the final gulp of oxygen

you still keep pursuing me. I – run to you.

TRANSLATED BY EWA SHERMAN, ENGLAND

Apple

We belong to one another by chance.

Two halves of the apple of different types.

One with stigma of fire beneath skin

other – sour, noble and uncommon.

Our sanctuary’s heavenly tree

Protects delicate twig of tenderness.

So each dusk we ourselves with caution

invite butterflies in the warm circle.

There also a home cricket’s scherzo.

Black female cat helping to write poems

and swallows’ nests in the window recess

happiness symbol. And night can be long,

and inside it the two dreamy halves

we become the one apple. And seed core.

TRANSLATED BY EWA SHERMAN, ENGLAND

Peeping At Hamlet

And the castle persists. Surely conscious of its consequence

on the stages of the world. On the edge of the moat

prince is just now. And Ophelia is running down

the stairs in a dress like a cloud.

So the ghost of Shakespeare rules Helsingor?

Every seven minutes a ferry-boat visits a harbour.

Among the interested crowd clown Yorrick,

simulating tourist, looks for his skull constantly.

Maybe there’s a method in this madness.

Tired prince is reaching for a newspaper

full of wisdoms from the space and the Earth.

And he is asking a question again. But till now

nobody shattered Hamlet’s doubts.

To be or notto be? The rest is silence.

TRANLATED BY EWA SHERMAN, ENGLAND

KRYSTYNA KONECKA

KRYSTYNA KONECKA is a poet, journalist and photographer. She lives in Poland (Bialystok). She has a MA degree in Polish Philology (Warsaw University) and she completed postgraduate studies of Culture and Education (Silesian University). She has been working in journalism  and contributed articles to many magazines published in Warsaw. She has been working as photographer for a number of years and her numerous photographs have been published in magazines and presented at various exhibitions. Krystyna Konecka is a member of The Polish Writers’ Union (Warsaw branch). In poetry she favours sonnets. She is an author of nearly twenty books of poetry and reportages. Her poems have been published in Polish and foreign periodicals and anthologies. For her achievements poetry and journalism (reportages on social issues, literary and theatrical criticism, articles on the culture) Krystyna Konecka has received literary awards and was highly regarded by critics. She attends the international literary meetings.