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Magpiety

Written by: Czeslaw Milosz | Biography
 The same and not quite the same, I walked through oak forests
Amazed that my Muse, Mnemosyne,
Has in no way diminished my amazement.
A magpie was screeching and I said: Magpiety? What is magpiety? I shall never achieve A magpie heart, a hairy nostril over the beak, a flight That always renews just when coming down, And so I shall never comprehend magpiety.
If however magpiety does not exist My nature does not exist either.
Who would have guessed that, centuries later, I would invent the question of universals?



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