Not only my house, the whole world is such a densely-packed trash heap of things and cultures. How to escape? Into death? But death has its own macabre and cowardly aesthetic—it threatens us with flowers and a tasteful tombstone.
The dangerous passion for absolute purity. To evaporate with the atom. Wake up!
— Anna Kamienska, “In That Great River: A Notebook,” Poetry (June, 2010)