The pebbleis a perfect creatureequal to itselfmindful of its limitsfilled exactlywith a pebbly meaningwith a scent that does not remind one of anythingdoes not frighten anything away does not arouse desireits ardour and coldnessare just and full of dignityI feel a heavy remorsewhen I hold it in my handand its noble bodyis permeated by false warmth- Pebbles cannot be tamedto the end they will look at uswith a calm and very clear eye
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Zbigniew Herbert
Zbigniew Herbert (29 October 1924 – 28 July 1998) was a Polish poet, essayist, drama writer and moralist. He is one of the best known and the mo…
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