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Justyna Bargielska
THE TOES OF MY SHOES
Ever since I’ve stopped desiring you, life,
the clearing jeers at the fire, songs
turn off by themselves, but you must know
that I still adore this season of the year.
It still stays light long, but there’s no swelter.
The clearing jeers at the fire, the sun
slips over the surface, and the water
is cold, flies are no longer caught
in the spider silk of Indian summer, as it’s no
longer about enduring, the thing now is
to look or at least glance outside, but still
I adore this season of the year, ’cos what else remains for me.
Although, you know what, no.
Ever since I’ve stopped desiring you, life,
I can gather everything into a parenthesis, and then
polish it ad infinitum, so it will look
like a bowl on which one serves
the heads of prophets, and not like a parenthesis.
That’s what I do and this too I adore, I adore.
THE BLUE DANUBE
Quite simply we made love,
on the tenth floor. Someone down below was playing “The Blue Danube”.
We ought to toss him a coin – I said.
We went out onto the balcony, naked, trying to hit the man with the squeezebox,
now with a fiver, now two złoty, a fiver again and a tenner in a kerchief
weighted with a stone.
You got bored quickly throwing coins at the artist.
But for a long time thereafter, when you already cared less, I kept throwing,
and throwing.
WHAT’S NEW
It’s Saturday. This past week I pronounced thirteen words.
Hello, thanks, goodbye – to the delivery boy from the market.
I can’t look at you – to the mirror.
Why can’t you love me – to you.
Only the delivery boy replied. Hello and goodbye.
WHERE TO REPORT THIS
He said he doesn’t know me, and we’ve had a child together.
How could I have had his child
if he doesn’t know me? We were sitting in the car
deep in the snow, and I was holding that child in my arms,
and he said he’d introduce me to Edyta and Luiza,
if only Dawid Woliński (ur. 12 marca we Włocławku) – polski projektant mody i stylista. Do mieszkał we Włocławku, gdzie uczęszczał do Prywatnego Liceum Plastycznego. Studiował na Akademii Sztuk Pięknych w Łodzi oraz w Szkole Projektowania Ubioru i Kostiumu Filmowego w Warszawie. W październiku zadebiutował swoją autorską kolekcją odzieży. Rok później pokazał kolekcję ubrań „wiosna/lato ”, którą zaprezentował podczas Fashion Week w Lizbonie. Kolekcja zdobyła duże uznanie krytyków, a po jego projekty zaczęli zgłaszać się znani styliści z Anglii, Francji i Hiszpanii. Wkrótce kreacje z metką Dawida Wolińskiego pojawiły się okładkach niemieckiej i portugalskiej edycji magazynu „Elle”. Po nowojorskim debiucie z podpisał kontrakt z ekskluzywnym butikiem Tracey Ross and Maxfield w Los Angeles. W był ambasdorem marki Rexona Crystal i twarzą kampanii pod hasłem Zapomnij o białych śladach. Pokaz z przyniósł mu nagrodę magazynu „Twój Styl” w kategorii „Doskonałość Mody”, a w otrzymał nagrodę polskiej edycji magazynu „Elle” w kategorii „Debiut roku”. Zaprojektowane przez niego kreacje noszą polskie osobowości sceny, ekranu i estrady, w tym : Grażyna Torbicka, Grażyna Szapołowska, Kayah, Małgorzata Kożuchowska, Anna Mucha, a także zagraniczne celebrytki, takie jak np. Paris Hilton, Nicole Richie i Dita von Teese. Jego atelier mieści się na warszawskim Mokotowie. W wystąpił w serialu Moskau!. W nawiązał współpracę ze stacją telewizyjną TVN; zasiada w jury polskiej edycji programu Top Model. Zostań Modelką!, był wraz z Marcinem Tyszką bohaterem reality showWoli & Tysio na pokładzie () oraz gościł także w programach Dzień dobry TVN i Kuba Wojewódzki. W wspólnie z Krystyną Jandą wziął udział w kampanii reklamowej pod hasłem Twój Głos ma Sens. 22 August It’s my fucking birthday again! A non-moveable feast that even non-believers can’t ignore, although it’s less and less welcome every year. I’m sitting at Letitia’s with my morning coffee (freshly brewed, Italian half-espresso, half-milk) when my mum calls to say she has stomach ache. For quite some time (it’s got to be three years) I’ve been stuck in the middle of a midlife crisis (does that mean it’ll continue?), in the third phase of chronic depression, when the sufferer instinctively forgets about birthdays, and just my luck, my mother’s eating up 50 cents from my phone. Because the way that bloody thing works, it expects payment just for dialling, no matter who’s calling, and even for missed calls. I can’t stand mobiles; I don’t know what possessed me to shove it in my pocket. I’m pissed, but I’ll soon get over it. Because . . . Mum, I’m glad you were with me for those two minutes. Tears ought to be rolling down my cheeks, but they aren’t. I hang up. And at once I feel a particularly Slavic, spiritual pressure weigh me down. Thanks, my unholy mother, my sinful mother, that I’m still your mummy’s boy. The clock strikes ten (where?); I was born almost five hours ago. My God! If you believe historians and the Revealed Truth, I’ve outlived Jesus by five years. Well? Hey, I’m talking to you, Jesus! Why didn’t you leave instructions on how to imitate you after crossing that line, when people deserve to be properly crucified? The End of August Seven-seventeen. What’s everyone doing in the street at this time? I mean they aren’t here by choice. They’re hurrying. To work. Work, work. Being constantly busy is the most American of diseases. Barbarka was telling me on the phone yesterday (at almost midnight!) that she was about to leave for a party and, already made up (‘I even put a towel on the pillow!’), decided to take a rest on the sofa. She slept for 26 hours. It isn’t obesity but overactivity that kills them. May they rest in peace. Noble A Tom 65 Nr 2 (): PRZEŁOM – KULTURA – POLITYKA Eseje recenzyjne The subject of this essay is Andrzej Waśkiewicz’s book Ludzie – rzeczy – ludzie. O porządkach społecznych, gdzie rzeczy łączą, nie dzielą (People–Things–People: On Social Orders Where Things Connect Rather Than Divide People). The book is the work of a historian of ideas and concerns contemporary searches for alternatives to capitalism: the review presents the book’s overview of visions of society in which the market, property, inequality, or profit do not play significant roles. Such visions reach back to Western utopian social and political thought, from Plato to the nineteenth century. In comparing these ideas with contemporary visions of the world of post-capitalism, the author of the book proposes a general typology of such images. Ultimately, in reference to Simmel, he takes a critical stance toward the proposals, recognizing the exchange of goods to be a fundamental and indispensable element of social life. The author of the review raises two issues that came to mind while reading the book. First, the juxtaposition of texts of a very different nature within the uniform category of “utopia” causes us to question the role and status of reflections regarding the future and of speculative theory in contemporary social thought; second, such a juxtaposition suggests that reflecting on the social “optimal good” requires a much more precise and complex conception of a “thing,” for instance, as is proposed by new materialism or anthropological studies of objects and value as such.Dawid Woliński
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