Seamus Heaney: When we speak of Czesław Miłosz, we speak of a man whose poetry carried the weight of a century’s sorrows and yet still insisted upon beauty. He was a witness, not by choice but by fate. The ruins of Warsaw, the silence of exile, the ache of estrangement, and the trembling reach toward God — all became his companions.What set Miłosz apart was … [Read more...] about Czesław Miłosz and the Weight of Exile, Doubt, and Faith