Ervin Lázár is the creator of a genre we may safely call
Central European folk surrealism, which takes on the quality of a
hallucinatory exploration into that part of the soul where beauty, hope,
and yearning live in close proximity with the harsh realities of life.
"The society, it seems to me, invented the Kádár era long before Kádár
and company realized this. The tragic fact is that many people were
executed in order to intimidate the society when all the regime should
have done is to make a compromise." - We talked to György Spiró, the author of Spring Collection, about 1956 and the power games of the early Kádár era.
"From between the creases of fabric / gapes / a face, like the countenance of Europe scorned. / It spits / into the distance, but does not speak. It reflects, / like thought itself. Above, the floodlit city / looks to a new epoch. The escalator / rises into the heights, and creates correspondences, / like a metaphor degraded in the course of time / into a simile. The mind listens."
Father clambered in order to feel around the place of the tongue that
was not to be found... The onlookers, affronted to
their toll-paying core, nodded away. They had not paid good money out
for this. Father checked the mouths of all four lions but did not find a
tongue in any. Tumult, as the district rag put it.