Asemic poetry from Grzegorz Wroblewski

Red swath of paint on a white lined piece of paper. Black ink scribbles on the swath.
Red swath on the lined paper but with more scribbles.
Red swath is a bit darker on the white lined paper. Scribbles in the middle.

GREAT FATHER

You will never understand me, Son. 
Now, 
when you walk down a colorful 

street in Copenhagen, you see two dealers 
and a huge balloon-like rat. 
Enjoy this view! 

You will never understand me, Son. 
Admire the ladies who put lace panties 
in their bags. 

Enjoy your life while you can.








ARMAGEDDON DAYS

There was nothing unusual about it. 

Children played in the squares, 
and alcoholics slowly drank beer 
on the benches. 

The sun suddenly changed its color. 

The policeman fired 
a bullet, 
but it hit the nearby trees. 

And the world ceased to exist.






CONVERSATIONS WITH THE PROPHETS

I'm looking for happiness, could you 
advise me on how to find it?

And what is happiness for you?

That's what I don't know, I'm tracking 
happiness to no avail.

Once you find it, come to me again.

Then I won't need you anymore.

You have it within you, but you must first 
see the man with the bird's head 
on the solar orb.

It's too complicated.

Happiness is not a watermelon thrown 
in the trash.

Grzegorz Wróblewski was born in 1962 in Gdańsk and grew up in Warsaw. Since 1985 he has been living in Copenhagen. English translations of his work are available in Our Flying Objects (trans. Joel Leonard Katz, Rod Mengham, Malcolm Sinclair, Adam Zdrodowski, Equipage, 2007), A Marzipan Factory (trans. Adam Zdrodowski, Otoliths, 2010), Kopenhaga (trans. Piotr Gwiazda, Zephyr Press, 2013), Let’s Go Back to the Mainland (trans. Agnieszka Pokojska, Červená Barva Press, 2014), Zero Visibility (trans. Piotr Gwiazda, Phoneme Media, 2017). Asemic writing book Shanty Town (Post-Asemic Press, 2022).

3 thoughts on “Asemic poetry from Grzegorz Wroblewski

  1. dear Grzegorz . i love that the bullet hit the trees
    yes watermelon in the trash is not happiness
    wondrous work.. thank you
    very best wishes to you and St(ascia) (my mother’s name :))

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