Free poem: Matylda Głowacka – First and 3rd women

Matilda Głowacka

First and 3rd women

Grandma doesn't realize there's no second course.

And life counts the stolen money erstwhile it makes dumplings

a thick thumb in them

bloated with sunflowers on plates

after dinners with a real event

clashes of silence with ceramics and temperament

Weighs stuffing and parts of speech fly under the hood

They come out like Just 1 more word

And the ulcers will break Our dumplings

They're glowing with navels and spinach now.

Kidnapped frills like white suns

Your hands are besides nice, shameless.

Let the light go.

Watch and learn due to the fact that you're light as flour

our unfinished talks

They teardrop like curtains exposed for communes

We didn't say so much to each other.

That water makes us teardrop in half

Lack of proportion is punishment for the past

others with thick skins and cakes

They bet which 1 of us doesn't come out first.

while cooking

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Matilda Głowacka (born 1996) is simply a poet before the book debut and romanticist. The poems were published, among others, in the “Brokat” and “Active Site”. She was distinguished in competitions, including Z. Dominiak and the mediate of the Word. He lives in Poznań.

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Free row is the space of Liberté!, taking into account important, most progressive and dynamic changes in Polish poesy of fresh years. Poems will respond to current events, but besides avoid them erstwhile times require political silence and passions are not a good advisor to explanation of reality.

Edits by Rafał Gavin