Works
- Czyhanie na Boga (Lurking for God, 1918)
- Sokrates tańczący (Dancing Socrates, 1920)
- Siódma jesień (The Seventh Autumn, 1921)
- Wierszy tom czwarty (1923)
- *Murzynek Bambo (1923,1924)
- Czary i czarty polskie (Sorcery and Deuces of Poland, 1924)
- Wypisy czarnoksięskie (The Reader of Sorcery, 1924)
- A to pan zna? (And do you know it?, 1925)
- Czarna msza (1925)
- Tysiąc dziwów prawdziwych (1925)
- Słowa we krwi (1926)
- Tajemnice amuletów i talizmanów (1926)
- Strofy o późnym lecie
- Rzecz czarnoleska (1929)
- Jeździec miedziany (1932)
- Biblia cygańska i inne wiersze (1932)
- Jarmark rymów (1934)
- Polski słownik pijacki i antologia bachiczna (1935)
- Treść gorejąca (1936)
- Bal w Operze (1936, published 1946)
- Kwiaty polskie (1940–1946, published 1949)
- Pegaz dęba, czyli panoptikum poetyckie (1950)
- Piórem i piórkiem (1951)
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“I look on trade and every mechanical craft as education also. But let me discriminate what is precious herein. There is in each of these works an act of invention, an intellectual step, or short series of steps taken; that act or step is the spiritual act; all the rest is mere repetition of the same a thousand times.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“Reason, the prized reality, the Law, is apprehended, now and then, for a serene and profound moment, amidst the hubbub of cares and works which have no direct bearing on it;Mis then lost, for months or years, and again found, for an interval, to be lost again. If we compute it in time, we may, in fifty years, have half a dozen reasonable hours.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“That man’s best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature’s infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.”
—Lydia M. Child (1802–1880)