I served the Poland that existed.
Thank goodness we don’t live in medieval times, when people fought wars over ideas.
All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses.
Every historian has informally an anthropology, without ever using the word.
Generally speaking, life is so rich and full of variety; you have to remember all the time that there is a comical side to everything.
There were three causes that accounted for the proclamation of martial law in Poland. First it was the progressing economic ruin of the country. Second, it was the decomposition of the functioning of the state. And third, a threat of a civil war.
I do not usually revise much, though I often cut, particularly the end or toward the end of a poem.
Take it not amiss, O speech, that I borrow weighty words, and later try hard to make them seem light.
It seems to me that readers sometimes make the genesis of a poem more mysterious than it is (by that I perhaps mean, think of it as something outside their own experience).
I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.