What is contemporary poetry? Tadeusz Dabrowski compares it to a bat that lives in attic rooms, sleeps during the day, and hunts at night. "In the past, it was believed that it fed on human blood, but it is satisfied with a fly, a May beetle, or a moth." Thus, poetry must earn its existence and mystery in the present. The way Dabrowski does this is wonderful: witty and clever, ironic, philosophical, and always surprising, the young poet from Poland views the world. And the world discovers this poet in the translation by Renate Schmidgall as a fitting portraitist.