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. Thank you Anita!!! 🙂 ❤

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  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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