I opened my Wislawa Szymborska Collected and Last Poems this morning and there was a poem waiting, just the right poem for this moment we're all in together. Here you go...and in case you're wondering, as I was, a holothurian is a sea cucumber. AutonomyBy Wislawa Szymborska In danger, the holothurian cuts itself in two.It abandons one self to a hungry worldand with the other self it flees. It violently divides into doom and salvation,retribution and reward, what has been and what will be. An abyss appears in the middle of its bodybetween what instantly … [Read more...]