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Sydney Morning Herald article worth reading:
Time to pause. Let the electronic flicker and throes of modern life fade, let the volume die down. Too much reality is passing itself off as reality. It's time to go into a cool, shaded garden, sit on a moss-specked bench and transport oneself to another sphere. It's time to reflect on words.
I speak only of those from one man, Polish writer Zbigniew Herbert, poet, essayist, classicist and humanist.
I am guided here by the recent publication of Herbert's The Collected Prose 1948-1998. It will sit on my bookshelf next to Herbert's Collected Poems 1956-1998, which was published a couple of years ago.
'It seems we are all fascinated by our own exceptionality, by the sense that we live in incomparable times, without analogy to what came before. It is a kind of civilisational narcissism.
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