<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Jeszcze-Dzien-Zycia on kapuscinski.info</title><link>https://kapuscinski.info/en/tags/jeszcze-dzien-zycia/</link><description>Recent content in Jeszcze-Dzien-Zycia on kapuscinski.info</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-US</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2024 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://kapuscinski.info/en/tags/jeszcze-dzien-zycia/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>"Why Did the World Flash Past Me So Fast" — a review of "Imperium"</title><link>https://kapuscinski.info/en/ksiazki/imperium/dlaczego-swiat-przelecial-obok-mnie-tak-szybko-recenzja-ksiazki-imperium/</link><pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://kapuscinski.info/en/ksiazki/imperium/dlaczego-swiat-przelecial-obok-mnie-tak-szybko-recenzja-ksiazki-imperium/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author: Ryszard Pietrzak. Source: &lt;em&gt;Nowe Książki&lt;/em&gt; no. 6, 1993. Published: 1993-01-01&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a line from a poem by Ryszard Kapuściński, contained in his &lt;em&gt;Notebook&lt;/em&gt;. That poem speaks more penetratingly than any of his statements or interviews about the problems bound up with his reportage prose. It is short and worth quoting in full: &amp;ldquo;Why / did the world / flash past me / so fast / would not let itself be stopped / come closer / be addressed as thou / it rushed off / a vanishing point / in fire and smoke.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>