This afternoon I came across a Guardian piece worth sharing. Seamus Heaney considers the life and work of Czeslaw Milosz on the eve of his June 30th centenary:
What distinguishes Miłosz as a poet is the abundance and spontaneity of the work, his at-homeness in so many different genres and landscapes, his desire for belief and his equally acute scepticism. Chiefly, however, what irradiates the poetry and compels the reader is a quality of wisdom. Everything is carried and feels guaranteed by the voice. Even in translation, even when he writes in a didactic vein, there is a feeling of phonetic undertow, that the poem is a trawl, not just talk.
You can read the full article here.
And from our archives, Gjertrud Schnackenberg reads Milosz's "If There Is No God" and "Encounter."