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POETRY

Polish Literature / Polish Poetry

I — The Poet

— POEM by

Barbara Gramza

(Translated from Polish)

I am not just a woman with ink

on her hands and dreams—I am the source

from which radiance and confusion spring,

when the world stumbles over its own words.

I am a voice that pierces the glass of silence,

A phoenix wing over the fire of everyday life,

An arm that does not retreat in the darkness,

For the word is a shield in the kingdom of freedom.

I sow verses like seeds in the desert,

Until a garden of meaning blossoms from them,

And my name—though silent—will remain

on the paper where silence changes.

Do not ask me who I truly am,

When I write, I become myself fully.

I — the poet. I carry the word like a flame,

Even when the world is dark and sleepy.

….

(Self-translation from POLISH)

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Barbara Gramza

Barbara Gramza “SARNA” – a poetess from Poland, author of two volumes of poetry: “Nocna kreatorka” (Nocturnal Creator) and “Przestrzeń bliss” (Space Bliss). She is also co-author of 25 poetry anthologies. And, winner of numerous literary competitions in Poland and internationally.  Moreover, her poetry is the art of touching with words—profound, lyrical, and yet bold. Notably, she writes from a place of feminine spirituality, light, and inner freedom, devoting herself to a language that heals and connects. That’s why, her lines penetrate the body and mind, lingering with the reader for a long time.

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