Three Oddest Words


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 nonbeing can hold.

– Wislawa Szymborska Polish Poet (Born July 1923)/Nobel Literature Prize 1996

Excerpt from her Nobel Lecture
December 1996

Poets, if they’re genuine, must also keep repeating “I don’t know.” Each poem marks an effort to answer this statement, but as soon as the final period hits the page, the poet begins to hesitate, starts to realize that this particular answer was pure makeshift that’s absolutely inadequate to boot. So the poets keep on trying, and sooner or later the consecutive results of their self-dissatisfaction are clipped together with a giant paperclip by literary historians and called their “oeuvre” …

The Poet and the World by Wislawa Szymborska


5 Responses to “Three Oddest Words”

  1. 1 Nimesh Dadia
    October 24, 2007 at 10:27 am

    Dear lao Aju

    Thus spake Wislawa, the oldest words of wisdom, the omnipresence of duality , the ever reigning contradictions of life, the BLISS of Nothingness or as they say in Sanskrit “Shunyata”

    The concept of nothingness has been an integral part of most civilisations from the Hindus who called it Shunyata , the Greek Philosopher proclaimed towards the end of life that He knew Nothing, Arabs who alwasy refered to nothingess as “Sifar” and Jean Paul Sartre in his
    acclaimed work dealing with the Modern Being’s Existential Angst or dillemas rather in Being and Nothingness.

    “I Don’t Know” perhaps there is nothing to know. Perhaps one has to move Beyond Knowledge.

    Xiao Nimesh

  2. October 24, 2007 at 11:25 am


    This is a pithy and potent observation. By a coincident I came across this powerful observation today ” The joy is not in things. It is within us.” Richard Wagner.
    Mavlana Rumi according to another friend, said the source is within us.
    Oscar Wilde said : ‘God’s heaven and hell / in a tiny ivory cell…’ refering to the undeniable existence of the ‘source’ of joy or grief or any powerful emotion, all there in our mind.

    Wislawa Szymborska connects the future to the past -how cyclic is life.
    Precisely what T.S. Eliot spoke of so eloquently in

    We shall not cease from exploration
    And the end of all our exploring
    Will be to arrive where we started
    And know the place for the first time.
    Through the unknown, unremembered gate
    When the last of earth left to discover
    Is that which was the beginning;
    At the source of the longest river
    The voice of the hidden waterfall
    And the children in the apple-tree
    Not known, because not looked for
    But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
    Between two waves of the sea.
    Quick now, here, now, always—
    A condition of complete simplicity
    (Costing not less than everything)
    And all shall be well and
    All manner of thing shall be well
    When the tongues of flame are in-folded
    Into the crowned knot of fire
    And the fire and the rose are one.

    (No. 4 of ‘Four Quartets’)

    Well, all this zen-like meditation here makes me feel rumbles of a poem deep inside….and thanks a lot Ajay, for triggering off an inner avalanche !



  3. October 24, 2007 at 11:33 am

    “What I say now may be elementary –
    Once man unravels time and its mystery
    We travel to the past by memory
    Imagination’s what our future will be”

    Je ‘ Free

  4. October 24, 2007 at 11:41 am

    Dear Friends

    I m overwhelmed !! my gratitude…

  5. 5 Nimesh Dadia
    October 26, 2007 at 11:10 am

    Dear Max Babi ( Guruji)

    Your apt response to the the above poetry by quoting T.S.Eliot is like shooting at some one a quiver of arrows. Incredible.

    Max, we await the upshot of your Inner valanche. I mean a poetry by yours truly.

    Nimesh Dadia

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