Poems: “Question” by Anna Kamienska

What’s it like to be a human

the bird asked


I myself don’t know

it’s being held prisoner by your skin

while reaching infinity

 

being a captive of your scrap of time

while touching eternity

 

being hopelessly uncertain

and helplessly hopeful

 

being a needle of frost

and a handful of heat

 

breathing in the air

and choking wordlessly

 

it’s being on fire

with a nest made of ashes

 

eating bread

while filling up on hunger

 

it’s dying without love

it’s loving through death


That’s funny said the bird

and flew effortlessly up into the air

 


—Anna Kamienska

6 Comments Add yours

  1. What a magnificent picture of this lovely bird, Amira and true words of a human being in a cage but wants to be free at the same time. Beautiful poem.

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    1. Yes, dear Kamal, exactly what we were talking about before, it’s the duality we experience being humans… Thank you for your comment! 🙂 ❤

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