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.
"I want to see the bodies. As I come to the fence, I jiggle the latch. From where I’m standing, I can see that a few of the legless bodies scattered in the grass are still moving, even though an entire endless night had passed."
Perhaps in a language as enchantingly beautiful—fully admitting to an
extreme bias in this case—as Hungarian, it should come as no surprise
that poets are forever compiling lists of the ten most beautiful words.