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Baka István: A századvég költőihez

Portre of Baka István

A századvég költőihez (Hungarian)

A húsként pirosló alkonyatot
ellepték csillag-kukacok, - hiába
vágjuk a holdfényt hagymakarikákra:
nem nyomja el a rothadásszagot.


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To the Poets of the Millennium (English)

The red sunset, like meat that decomposes,
is overrun by star-maggots – one tries
to chop the moonlight into onion-fries,
but still the rotting smell sticks in our noses.

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