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Hi! I'm Justyna. I'm a student living in Lublin, Poland 🇵🇱 I love traveling, books and two my cats. I would love to hear from you about your country, city, maybe thinks you like about it or which you don't like? Or maybe some of yours ideas and dreams?

I speak Polish, English, Spanish and Turkish, but you are more than welcome to learn me something from your native language.

I would love to share with you the poem of Polish poet- Józef Czechowicz - about my city in the translation of Kevin Grabowski - Christianson:

On one tower a small tin rooster whirred –
on the other – a clock softly hummed.
A wall of clouds and waves fractured
Into little golden windows:
Stars, streetlamps.

Lublin sat down shyly by a meadow.
Alone was the town –
And there was stillness.

All round
The ring of hillsides
Stretch the steaming tracts of rich black earth.

Vapors lie above blackish orchards.
From over the meadows come vapors.
The earth has closed her eyes
with eyelids of fog.

I is written from the perspective of a wanderer, and by following the route of the Poem - repeating Czechowicz's symbolic gesture - we become participants in a poetic mystery, witnesses of the poet's spiritual journey in time and space to places that were particularly close to him and are close to me too.