A man coughs and looks about with disgust and hatred. There's a man in a dress smoking, he thinks, I guess. I hate myself. I'm tired of hating myself. I'm furious for being tired of hating myself. One, two, three, four, five, eight, seventeen heartbeats. – An excerpt from Incognito by Tibor Noé Kiss.
Fairy-tale and reality, described with near-sociographic precision, are mixed and presented in the unique language of Margit Halász in Vidróczki Codex; a whirling, flowing style well-known from her Singing River and Pearl Sand.
This English translation of a widely popular Hungarian poem was performed at a ceremony held by the Tom Lantos Institute in Vác on September 19, dedicated to the memory of four outstanding champions of human rights during the Holocaust – Radnóti and Lantos as well as József Antall Snr. and Henryk Sławik.
"I wanted to know who, why and how was involved in ruining the first half of my life." - Poet Zsófia Balla moved from Romania to Hungary shortly after the regime change in 1989. We asked her about her decision to request the surveillance file by the Romanian Secret Service (the Securitate) targeting her during communism.
A new collection by Miklós Radnóti has been published in English, in the translation of John Ridland and Péter Czipott. The volume spans the poet's entire output, from his carefree early love lyrics to the poems composed during forced labor and the death march that finally took his life.