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incalculable snow was coming down
heaven in tatters was slipping down

thus she was ascending
passing motionlessly
white after white
a mild height
after height
in the Elijah’s chariot
of her humiliation

above the fallen angels
of snowflakes
into the zenith of frost
higher and higher
hosanna
raised
to the lowest

 

Translated from the Polish by Jennifer Grotz and Piotr Sommer


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