Sois sage. Marcin Kurek

Angelika Kukioła

Here’s the corrected version: "Sois sage" by Marcin Kurek is sparse poetry that addresses the most important issues through interjections, fleeting memories, and comments spoken as if in passing. Sometimes, only a thought. This poetry is born from a gesture, a momentary impression, a second, a thought that – as Andrzej Sosnowski wrote – will not remember its address in a moment. The author observes nature but reflects on ourselves, juxtaposes the sacred with the profane, and leads us astray. He pretends it will be funny. A large symphony orchestra plays next to a bicycle, and the end comes during shopping. And what does a large yellow umbrella in front of a coffin maker’s workshop mean? "Sois sage" is a surprising haiku about the world going silent, everyday routine, Europe, and Polish history. These are minimalist jokes about transience. Marcin Kurek’s poems seduce with a dangerously engaging form and attack with content, the blows of which we only feel after a while.

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