Loose Thread

by Jacek Gutorow

Translated by

Piotr Florczyk

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translated from Polish by Piotr Florczyk

I know, simplicity isn’t in demand.
Minimalism, yes, but nothing excessive
(maybe a spiderweb in the corner of the poem).

I don’t care for comparisons.
I cross out, proofread, clean up.
I leave one loose thread.

Jacek Gutorow

Jacek Gutorow is one of Poland’s premier contemporary poets, critics, and translators. His award-winning publications include over a dozen titles, including The Folding Star and Other Poems (BOA Editions, 2012). He is a professor of British and American literatures at University of Opole.

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Piotr Florczyk

Piotr Florczyk writes poems and essays and translates Polish poetry. He lives in Los Angeles, where he is a doctoral candidate in USC’s PhD in Literature & Creative Writing Program. For more info, please visit: www.piotrflorczyk.com

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