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Picture by: Mary Stabińska

The Sublime

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The mass of sharp edges and misty summits stands cold, gazing at me I can see it frown, the mountain, Clench its fists and fix its frigid smirk in place

Unshaken by this storm of stone, the wind pearls the passing clouds so through them, seeps the sun

Light escapes. Shy, it peeks discreetly – then, as it gains confidence, glides to the front past those curtains of stone

Leans toward the forestage, commences the show.

Blazing now It sets the stones into distance where cuddled by clouds they no longer scare – Sheep in wolf’s clothes, whose roar softens and sinks In the sunlight.

Written by:


Mary Stabińska

Politics & Society Section Editor

Warsaw, Poland

Co-founder of Harbingers' Magazine

Born a Pisces in 2004 in Warsaw, Poland, Mary Stabińska is currently preparing to complete A Levels in Politics, French, History, and Polish. She speaks English, Polish, and French fluently, and is in the process of self-teaching Italian.

Her interests include creative writing, international relations, American politics, and Soviet propaganda poster strategy. On the less academic side, however, she is a fan of Hieronymus Bosch, skiing, and music ranging from MF DOOM to PinkPantheress.

Mary plans to continue her studies of politics and international relations at university level and collaterally extend her writing career.

At Harbingers’ Magazine, Mary writes and edits the Politics & Society section.


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