Waldemar Wnuk

The Book of the Second Youth Waldemar Wnuk

I have sharpened my pen, and so I begin . . .
A climb to the peak of an iceberg.
His eyes still gleam . . .
His heart still pounds . . .
Bones corrode in red rust
Clairvoyance does not let the dreams live.


This is a collection of the author's poetry inspired by his life's experiences and his quest to find life's ultimate beauty and happiness.