In his Nobel Peace Prize lecture on Dec 18th, 1980 at the Swedish Academy in Stockholm, Czeslaw Milosz discussed, with the exactness of a watchmaker, about the concept of reality.And no more of the utmost caution in his question: (but, what is reality?)
In his poetry collection (Praise of the Bird), which was translated from Polish and assiduously introduced by (Hatif Janabi), Milosz presented the duality of the reality that (imposes upon the poet to put him in words, although it is unbearable). It resembled the way Milosz began his poem Flesh: (The human condition is not Is not only the pain. Yet pain rules us and has much power. Wise thoughts vanished in its presence. Starry skies go out). He then did not forget his duty as a poet towards the explain of that pain. He even gave it its confirmed power when he said at the end of his poem: (This Flesh so fragile and woundable. Which will remain when words abandon us). He recognized it as the last salvation, without which there was nothing left but a damaged body, or a fascinating memory, but nothing more. He explained it in a verse of his poem “After Eighty”: (What matters to a stuffed bear; If it was photographed dead.)!
I certainly believe that the real reality is what a person ignores in order to avoid dealing with it. The more the people’s emotional sensitivity increases, the more their hearts are threatened by different kinds of pain; a stab from a relative, a poisoned kiss, a pat on the shoulder with a palm of nails, or an evasive embrace that draws the sword of falsehood from the sheath of truth.You would be so fortunate if you did not encounter such an iceberg.
Even if people did not taste the bitter gourd, they would undoubtedly know it is the opposite equivalent to the pleasurable taste of honey. However, the soul at that time will be fully aware that there are bitter tastes, which have no opposite or equivalence, like the bitterness of biting the finger after it is too late. It seems to me that this is the truest and bitterest description of tastes, as I believe it immediately get through as the speed of light into the soul and becomes the newest well-established feature in the genetic map. It will stay unforgettable, no matter how much time passes, as it raises possibilities, fuels areas of wisdom and recklessness, and confirms its presence until people lose their ability to retrieve what they were before it. In fact, they have set a trap for themselves and then their very heart led them to try it.
That reality is the most painful area of the rest of the life outcomes ;the wishers’ trauma caused by what the universe offers of their wishes. Therefore, I believe Milosz when he said in his poem “to Allen Ginsberg”: (I myself had such a hope and I worked for!
yet, with quite certainty I saw, how does the wonderful turn into something ordinary)!