When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.

When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.

When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold.


The Three Oddest Words by Wislawa Szymborska
Translated by S. Baranczak & C. Cavanagh

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Comment by Muriel Jacques on April 30, 2011 at 6:54am
The power of words! Just an amazing poem.

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