tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91202982080693246812011-10-02T18:01:53.812+02:00Left Side of the Moonz rzeczywistości i z oddalenia...Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.comBlogger351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-68610253989465111632011-03-20T02:02:00.000+01:002011-03-20T02:03:15.940+01:00błysk przelotny<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dn14KAx_m2A/TYVRLayiwiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jmJ5yKRQoTM/s1600/kiedy_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="209" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dn14KAx_m2A/TYVRLayiwiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jmJ5yKRQoTM/s320/kiedy_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" width="320" /><b> </b></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Rozproszona</span><br style="font-weight: normal;" /><span style="font-weight: normal;">uroda rzeczy, błysk przelotny</span><br style="font-weight: normal;" /><span style="font-weight: normal;">piękna na ziemi wiem...</span></span></b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">T. Borowski </span></span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-6861025398946511163?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-81550153718047269942010-12-31T23:29:00.000+01:002010-12-31T23:33:15.486+01:00W prądach zatok...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TR5aGR4UOpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Lj2D65JZC9s/s1600/a-wieczorami_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="204" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TR5aGR4UOpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Lj2D65JZC9s/s320/a-wieczorami_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #999999; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: x-small;">A wieczorami w prądach zatok noc liże morze słodką grzywą</span></i>...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">K.K. Baczyński</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-8155015371804726994?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-80330504151329574912010-10-31T01:25:00.000+02:002010-10-31T01:27:17.756+02:00milczenie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TMyo5XXZ2xI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6w0htH8ZNq4/s1600/ciagnal_milczenie_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TMyo5XXZ2xI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6w0htH8ZNq4/s320/ciagnal_milczenie_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Więc w ciemności ogromnej, co jak sen olbrzyma<br />poczęła w nim oddychać, widział światów koła.<br />Wiał chłód. Szron gwiazd osiadał na dnie. Była zima,<br />szumiący mróz wieczności. Ktoś go z głębi wolał.<br />I rybak dłoń nawykłą kładł na ostre smugi<br />rozkwitającej sieci i ciągnął milczenie<br />pełne kształtów zastygłych, ciężkich jak maczugi.<br />Zdało mu się, że dźwignią niebios uniósł ziemię.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">K.K.Baczyński</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-8033050415132957491?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-73840051618671484342010-09-20T20:27:00.000+02:002010-09-20T23:32:25.639+02:00okruch szczęścia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TJenHpkay0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/uG_bAIW_5S4/s1600/okruch_szczescia_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TJeowlwGtiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NbldTMf5K4Q/s1600/okruch_szczescia_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TJeowlwGtiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NbldTMf5K4Q/s320/okruch_szczescia_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Więc dobrze okruch szczęścia dostać, </span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">umiejąc fałsz od prawdy dzielić. </span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">I życie szczere mieć i proste, </span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">jak uścisk dłoni przyjaciela.</span></span></i> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Tadeusz Borowski</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-7384005161867148434?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-80670574389146678212010-09-19T14:27:00.000+02:002010-09-19T14:28:21.779+02:00jak ślad na piasku<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TJYBBtrJbXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SC8qoASP89s/s1600/jak-slad-na-piasku-wiecznosc-tropil_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TJYBBtrJbXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SC8qoASP89s/s320/jak-slad-na-piasku-wiecznosc-tropil_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Próżno bym, pełen wielkich tęsknot, </i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>jak ślad na piasku wieczność tropił, </i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>bo ludzki trud i ludzkie piękno </i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>jest jak na wiatr rzucony popiół.</i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Tadeusz Borowski</i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-8067057438914667821?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-45984445106778936242010-09-14T21:31:00.000+02:002010-09-14T21:32:09.489+02:00ja wiem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TI_NZJTVXkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/aXqJojRg17U/s1600/ja-wiem_aas_Nifrodel1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TI_NZJTVXkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/aXqJojRg17U/s320/ja-wiem_aas_Nifrodel1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Ja wiem, że w wiecznym kole przemian </i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>zapadnie wszystko jakby w morze,</i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>że minie czas i minie ziemia,</i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>i to, com kochał i com tworzył.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Tadeusz Borowski</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-4598444510677893624?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-28873944431202482562010-09-06T17:41:00.000+02:002010-09-06T17:42:41.701+02:00W południe lata<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TIUKpuW8tvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vc3s31WyiDw/s1600/wtuleni_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TIUKpuW8tvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vc3s31WyiDw/s320/wtuleni_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">obudzimy się wtuleni w południe lata</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">na końcu świata</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">na wielkiej łące</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"> ciepłej i drżącej</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">nad nami...</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Urszula</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2887394443120248256?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-26588494006295936172010-07-17T23:01:00.000+02:002010-07-17T23:04:10.194+02:00Na nutach<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TEIZGplR8SI/AAAAAAAAAHk/B-_e7GNxj5o/s1600/na-nutach_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TEIZGplR8SI/AAAAAAAAAHk/B-_e7GNxj5o/s320/na-nutach_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Grałbym ją delikatnie od dołu do góry<br />każdym opuszkiem palca nabierając czasu</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">aż w głębi srebrnego sopranów jej lasu</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">nagle bym drzewo odkrył zamiast klawiatury</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">tak właśnie gram Ravela wysokie struktury</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Stanisław Grochowiak</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2658849400629593617?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-1227059283225359492010-06-03T11:33:00.000+02:002010-06-03T11:33:12.892+02:00Władcy Ażezrbyw<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TAd2bOObE_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/sEW4zvAaL98/s1600/wladcy_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/TAd2bOObE_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/sEW4zvAaL98/s320/wladcy_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-122705928322535949?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-20377342964710262392010-05-20T18:49:00.000+02:002010-05-20T18:51:01.108+02:00Czuję lak ląd upływa w poszum...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/S_VnnEdFSTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZbfBnjJgmvo/s1600/czuje_jak_lad_uplywa_w_poszum_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/S_VnnEdFSTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZbfBnjJgmvo/s320/czuje_jak_lad_uplywa_w_poszum_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I stojąc tak w szeleście szklanym,<br />czuję, jak ląd odpływa w poszum...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"><span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">K.K. Baczyński </span></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2037734296471026239?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-15263961786824673372010-01-07T16:36:00.000+01:002010-01-07T16:36:40.315+01:00Orfeusz<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/S0X_Syg5P_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/-LhlwCdHXrI/s1600-h/Orfeusz_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/S0X_Syg5P_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/-LhlwCdHXrI/s320/Orfeusz_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Była jak długie włosy rozluźniona...</span></i><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">R.M. Rilke</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-1526396178682467337?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-24305313755264740942009-12-19T14:28:00.000+01:002009-12-19T14:28:22.718+01:00w tę stronę...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SyzUqTbzmjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ttJvM9G46Pc/s1600-h/w_te_strone_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SyzUqTbzmjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ttJvM9G46Pc/s320/w_te_strone_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>“Ja bym chciał z powrotem w tę stronę,<br />Gdzie z pogodnym sercem i myślą<br />W bezimiennej ciszy utonę<br />I dziecinne sny mi się przyśnią.</em></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>Ale sny o czymś innym, nowym,<br />Nieznajomym ziemi i trawie,<br />Czego nikt nie wyrazi słowem,<br />Czego nazwać sam nie potrafię.”</em></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"> </div><h6 style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">SIERGIEJ JESIENIN</span></h6><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2430531375526474094?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-26265943805739297562009-12-09T15:54:00.000+01:002009-12-09T15:54:50.302+01:00z wielu dróg...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Sx-5Jugi0_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z9AC9P1BKZE/s1600-h/z_wielu_drog_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Sx-5Jugi0_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z9AC9P1BKZE/s320/z_wielu_drog_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Spotkamy się idąc z wielu dróg<br />Gdzie płonie ogień na białej skale...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Choć jak kwiaty zimy w ukryciu trwają<br />Wśród wielu dróg, śniegiem zasypane...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">R. Gawliński </span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2626594380573929756?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-30799451292010544592009-12-04T17:00:00.000+01:002009-12-04T17:00:29.522+01:00wewnętrzny kompas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SxkxZd94xhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/d8tcEGF5y8M/s1600-h/gloomy_ways_of_doubt_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SxkxZd94xhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/d8tcEGF5y8M/s320/gloomy_ways_of_doubt_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;"> </span><i style="color: #999999;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">"Walk through the gloomy ways of doubt</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">With the torch of vision in your hand."</span></span></i><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">- Aldous Huxley </span></span> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-3079945129201054459?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-14825637471510810622009-11-26T20:09:00.000+01:002009-11-26T20:09:31.258+01:00las nocą rośnie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Sw7RqPRxK0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/uc3VzMI8jts/s1600/las_rosnie_wokol_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Sw7RqPRxK0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/uc3VzMI8jts/s320/las_rosnie_wokol_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><pre style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #999999;">Las nocą rośnie jak jezior poszum.</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">Droga kołysze we mchu, we mchu.</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">Ciężkie kolumny mroku się wznoszą</span> </span></i></pre><pre style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">a moce ciemne trą się i gniotą...</span></i></pre><pre><span style="color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Krzysztof Kamil Baczyński </span></span><br /></pre></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-1482563747151081062?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-82497728257529628272009-11-18T13:38:00.000+01:002009-11-26T20:10:02.907+01:00przelotne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SwPqYN76i2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/FqruWL03dq8/s1600/utrwalam_aas_by_Nifrodel2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SwPqYN76i2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/FqruWL03dq8/s320/utrwalam_aas_by_Nifrodel2.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>To, co utrwalam, przelotne jest,<br />To chwila jest - strzęp nieistotny.</i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>I tylko obraz im może zostanie,<br />Przeczucie wiatru i nocy, i mgły.</i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">S. Grochowiak</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-8249772825752962827?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-37758647856630597012009-11-15T00:05:00.000+01:002009-11-15T00:06:59.566+01:00Nie bój się nocy, ona zamyka drzewa lecące...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Sv83LVhFlMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XpQdfLx0pKA/s1600-h/nie-boj-sie-nocy_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Sv83LVhFlMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XpQdfLx0pKA/s320/nie-boj-sie-nocy_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><pre style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Nie bój się nocy. Jej puchu strzegą<br />krople kosmosu, tabuny zwierząt:<br />oczy w nią otwórz, wtedy pod dłonią<br />uczujesz ptaki i ciche konie,<br />zrozumiesz kształty, które nie znane<br />przez ciebie idąc tobą się staną.</i></span></pre><pre><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">K.K. Baczyński</span><br /></pre></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-3775864785663059701?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-14798882519867083102009-11-12T17:08:00.000+01:002009-11-12T17:09:14.302+01:00płynna granica<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvwyhZE37rI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TPcehOalMAs/s1600-h/to_co_kochasz_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvwyhZE37rI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TPcehOalMAs/s320/to_co_kochasz_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999;">To, co kochałeś, to co będziesz kochał -</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">do ocalenia jest tylko w Tobie</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">koń na biegunach w spalonym domu</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">psy dokarmiane o świcie</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">i twarz dziewczyny w ciemnym korytarzu szkoły,</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">teraz zniszczona jak książka w czytelni</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">- i płynna granica dobre i zła,</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">ostra</span><br style="color: #999999;" /><span style="color: #999999;">jak skały w morzu.</span></i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Krzysztof Boczkowski</span></span> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-1479888251986708310?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-59004241484362064322009-11-11T12:59:00.000+01:002009-11-11T12:59:45.204+01:00śnić cierpliwie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvqmxXgAVUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4Z31iEW47RA/s1600-h/snic_cierpliwie_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvqmxXgAVUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4Z31iEW47RA/s320/snic_cierpliwie_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #999999;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">trzeba śnić cierpliwie</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">w nadziei że treść się dopełni</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">że brakujące słowa</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">wejdą w kalekie zdania</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">i pewność na którą czekamy</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">zarzuci kotwicę</span></span></i><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Zbigniew Herbert</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-5900424148436206432?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-20981169416583171972009-11-08T21:54:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:56:31.097+01:00po śladach<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcvr-DI-CI/AAAAAAAAADI/cV9Db3hrFZs/s1600-h/footsteps_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcvr-DI-CI/AAAAAAAAADI/cV9Db3hrFZs/s320/footsteps_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888; font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;">"Ale po śladach zostawionych w błocie przez te dziurawe buty</span></i></span><br /><span style="color: #888888; font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;">szła za Winrychem ironia spostrzeżeń."</span></i></span><br /><span style="color: #888888;"><i></i><span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: xx-small;">Stefan Żeromski</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2098116941658317197?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-54780609352908468342009-11-08T21:41:00.001+01:002009-11-08T21:41:26.213+01:00Poza perigeum<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcs8BflRKI/AAAAAAAAACo/_dBKhDwbo0k/s1600-h/poza_perigeum_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcs8BflRKI/AAAAAAAAACo/_dBKhDwbo0k/s320/poza_perigeum_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-5478060935290846834?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-60701753688375693622009-11-08T21:37:00.001+01:002009-11-08T21:37:58.352+01:00...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcsFcZADaI/AAAAAAAAACY/7NPtBKPZA2w/s1600-h/biel_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcsFcZADaI/AAAAAAAAACY/7NPtBKPZA2w/s320/biel_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: x-small;"><em>Tak to proste, że i gadać szkoda czasu<br />Lepiej plecak wziąć i iść przed siebie wprost<br />Szukać wiatru i zapachu szukać lasu<br />Jak najdalej zadymionych wielkich miast...</em></span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Bułat Okudżawa</span></span> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-6070175368837569362?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-10706130316101037642009-11-08T21:35:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:43:17.650+01:00Dalekie pociągi jeszcze jadą dalej...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvctRj59IKI/AAAAAAAAACw/EuXaBGYlNfI/s1600-h/boczny_tor_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvctRj59IKI/AAAAAAAAACw/EuXaBGYlNfI/s320/boczny_tor_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-1070613031610103764?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-90891913391067961042009-11-08T21:30:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:44:30.287+01:00Droga mleczna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcsgu7F5NI/AAAAAAAAACg/dmzVCslVURM/s1600-h/droga_mleczna_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcsgu7F5NI/AAAAAAAAACg/dmzVCslVURM/s320/droga_mleczna_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-9089191339106796104?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-58166459001573323772009-11-08T21:25:00.000+01:002009-11-10T17:56:38.990+01:00morze jest w nocy czarne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcuxvKIaGI/AAAAAAAAADA/XKxwnQdqsCo/s1600-h/mew_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcuxvKIaGI/AAAAAAAAADA/XKxwnQdqsCo/s320/mew_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #888888; font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: x-small;">Morze jest w nocy czarne - błyszczy czernią <br />-atrament Boga rozlany na ziemię<br />i lśniącą taflą bezfaliście skrzepły;<br />świeci w bezruchu</span></i><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888; font-size: xx-small;">K.K. Baczyński</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-5816645900157332377?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-2375760788282995512009-11-08T21:11:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:20:10.938+01:00Złowić ciszę<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcl_FVpeZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nq-6f1HHgHo/s1600-h/rybak_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcl_FVpeZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nq-6f1HHgHo/s320/rybak_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-237576078828299551?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-21850198451433784382009-11-08T21:08:00.000+01:002009-11-12T19:26:15.826+01:00Na zakręcie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvxST-uvP0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/oFSgeGr6Nak/s1600-h/zakret_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvxST-uvP0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/oFSgeGr6Nak/s320/zakret_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>"Ode mnie widać niebo przekrzywione."</i></span><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">A. Osiecka</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2185019845143378438?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-36525584818526946432009-11-08T21:06:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:50:58.914+01:00Pewność niepewna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcnec-pt3I/AAAAAAAAACI/FSbSRdMYuMU/s1600-h/pewnosc_niepewna_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcnec-pt3I/AAAAAAAAACI/FSbSRdMYuMU/s320/pewnosc_niepewna_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> "Nie bądź pewny, że czas masz, bo pewność niepewna..." </i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #999999;">J.Twardowski </span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-3652558481852694643?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-50936893043948121582009-11-08T21:01:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:01:25.171+01:00Trajektorie lotów<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcjeG0UpKI/AAAAAAAAABI/HAooWG-0BJM/s1600-h/fly-away_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcjeG0UpKI/AAAAAAAAABI/HAooWG-0BJM/s320/fly-away_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-5093689304394812158?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-1058534098390657792009-11-08T21:00:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:31:40.031+01:00Kto ci powiedział, że wolno się przyzwyczajać?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcm8a3hJxI/AAAAAAAAACA/qpCz7dojrm4/s1600-h/korzenie_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/Svcm8a3hJxI/AAAAAAAAACA/qpCz7dojrm4/s320/korzenie_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888; font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: x-small;"><i>"Kto ci powiedział, że cokolwiek jest na zawsze?</i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="color: #666666;">"</span></i></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888; font-size: xx-small;">Stanisław Barańczak</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-105853409839065779?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-15110221497404248342009-11-08T20:52:00.001+01:002009-11-08T20:52:17.827+01:00Tezeusz<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvchbBVnHxI/AAAAAAAAABA/4Gis17tOnAg/s1600-h/Tezeusz_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvchbBVnHxI/AAAAAAAAABA/4Gis17tOnAg/s320/Tezeusz_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-1511022149740424834?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-27724966342801858662009-11-08T20:50:00.001+01:002009-11-08T21:32:21.798+01:00Potem dalej<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvckUEIXtMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tku29gPmzDI/s1600-h/przejazdzka_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvckUEIXtMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tku29gPmzDI/s320/przejazdzka_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><pre><span style="color: #888888;"><i><span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: x-small;">Potem dalej, potem dalej, potem dalej,<br />w noc bezgwiezdną, w puste ręce łapać oddech,<br />w korowody zaplątanych alej,<br />w gwiazdy czarne i jak niebo - chłodne...</span><br /><br /></i><span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: xx-small;">K.K. Baczyński</span></span></pre></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-2772496634280185866?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-14806471865562717082009-11-08T20:50:00.000+01:002009-11-08T21:12:52.763+01:00"Gdy za powietrza zasłoną noc pocznie kształty fałdować..." K.K. Baczyński<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcgWD4bTVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vV7ZwP7-NAs/s1600-h/noc_pocznie_ksztalty_faldowac_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcgWD4bTVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vV7ZwP7-NAs/s320/noc_pocznie_ksztalty_faldowac_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><pre><i><span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: x-small;"><i>"Dłoń wielka kształty fałduje za nieba czarną zasłoną<br />I kreśli na niej zwierzęta linią drżącą i białą."</i></span></i></pre></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> K.K. Baczyński</span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-1480647186556271708?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-42353979365256910572009-11-08T20:45:00.001+01:002009-11-08T21:35:37.316+01:00Gdziekolwiek, gdziebądź...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcrNen2wFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3tuxPo6is0Q/s1600-h/bwa_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcrNen2wFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3tuxPo6is0Q/s320/bwa_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-4235397936525691057?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120298208069324681.post-55030896659661287722009-11-08T20:45:00.000+01:002009-11-08T20:45:01.467+01:00"Nieskończony obszar drogi białą wstęgą biegnie w pustkę..." S. Jesienin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcfnBVS6sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LoRDTIcQoas/s1600-h/aj_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9k8bWy8lFMQ/SvcfnBVS6sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LoRDTIcQoas/s320/aj_aas_Nifrodel.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888; font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: x-small;"><em>"Jesteśmy zanurzeni w czasie, w czasie mamy swój kres.<br />Nikt nie może nikogo zastąpić i nikt nie może przejść razem z nim granicy czasu."</em><br />Tadeusz Gadacz</span> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120298208069324681-5503089665966128772?l=leftmoonside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Left Side of the Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07620955657507719698noreply@blogger.com0