#radnóti miklós

[ez-most-fajt]

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[tartsdmegazaprot]

Későn kel a nap, teli van még csordúltig az ég sűrü sötéttel. Oly feketén teli még, szinte lecseppen. Roppan a jégen a hajnal lépte a szürke hidegben.

Radnóti Miklós - Január

#radnóti miklós #január

[szif]

WARPLANE

We were so far at night, I was laughing in my rage, as a swarm of bees buzzed the hunters above me, the defense was strong, how they fired, friend, until in the end our new hive appeared on the horizon it was just by a thread, and they pick me off and down there sweep me up, but I came back you see! and tomorrow again fears and hides in basements from me the cowardly Europe! oh, leave it, enough! did you write since yesterday?

POET

I wrote, what could I do? the poet writes, the cat meows and the hound howls and the little fish lays eggs boldly. I'll write everything, even to you, so even above you'll know that I live, when between the exploding and collapsing houserows blood-veined moon's light wanders and rises up all, in fear all the places, and the breath stops, even the sky's staggering and the machine's just keep on coming, disappear, and much like a gurgling madness strike down all once again! I write, what could I do? and a poem's so dangerous, if you knew, one line's so fastidious and capricious, because this, also, is bravery, see, the poet writes, the cat meows and the hound howls and the little fish - Et cetera… and what can you do? nothing! You just listen to the machine, and your ear's buzzing, how you cannot hear it now, Do not deny your friend! and it grew together with you. what do you think about, while you fly above our heads?

WARPLANE

Laugh at me. I am scared up there. And I ache for my love, and closing both my eyes, laying down on a bed or just hum about it, gritting between teeth, quietly, in the canteen-deep beast and steamy chaos. If I'm up, I'd rather come down! and down flying again's my desire, there's no place for me left in this kneaded world, and the machine too, I know well, love too much, it's true, but we both hurt to one beat up there… but you do know! and you write it! and it won't be a secret anymore, I also lived as a human, who now just destroys, between sky and land, without a home, but oh, who understands.. Will you write about me?

POET

If I live. And if there's anyone left to.

(from Radnóti Miklós, [Last Name, First Name] titled "Second Eclogue", second part of his planned-to-be ten part poem series (which became 7, secretly 8 parts in the end), published in 1941)

#radnóti miklós #literature week #literature #translated by me

[glittering-under-the-glass]

Pirul a naptól már az őszi bogyó

Szőke, pogány lány a szeretőm, engem

hisz egyedül és ha papot lát

rettenve suttog: csak fű van és fa;

nap, hold, csillagok s állatok vannak

a tarka mezőkön. És elszalad. Por

boldogan porzik a lábanyomán.

Pedig fönn a kertek felé

feszület is látja a csókját és

örömmel hull elé a búzavirág,

mert mindig hiába megcsudálja őt

egy szerelmetes, szakállas férfiszentség.

Tizennyolc éves és ha nélkülem van

hallgatva jár, mint erdős partok

közt délidőn jár a nyári víz s

csillogó gondot ringat magában arról,

hogy sohasem telünk el a csókkal és

szomorú. Pirul a naptól már az őszi bogyó.

— Radnóti Miklós

#hungarian #poetry #radnóti miklós #szerelem #love

[wildiesong]

"A fákra felfutott a szürkület, lengett a lomb között, majd este lett."

(Radnóti Miklós)

#Radnóti Miklós #idézet #fák #felfutott #szürkület #lomb #fa #este #ősz

[hazugbaratokmindenhol]

Már esik is kint

Vesd le az inged,

mossa az eső

össze szivünket.

Radnóti Miklós

Bájoló 1942 részlet

#radnóti miklós #magyar vers #magyar gondolat #idezet

[eltesbolcseszlany]

Fanni ❤️

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[skipp3r]

Dante+Radnóti present <Vergilius fanclub3

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[tartsdmegazaprot]

Fázol? várj, betakarlak az éggel,

hajadra épül a hímzett csillagok

csokra és holdat lehellek a

szemed fölé.

Már nem húz madarak búbos szerelme,

csak házak tárják lámpás ölüket

a szélnek és hangtalan fákon

ring a szerelem.

Valamikor az asszonyom leszel

és átkozott költők rettentő téli

danákkal valahol a hegyeknek

alján hiába énekelnek.

Szép bánat feszül a homlokom

alatt és fekete tájak tükröznek

sötéten összecsörrenő fogaimon,

ne félj.

Csak a februári egyszerűség

érett most bennem szerelemmé

és teljes vagyok már, mint nyáron

egy zengő égszakadás!

#radnóti miklós

[szif]

/ In the memory of Bálint György / FRAGMENT

Dear friend, how I shivered from this poem's coldness, how I dreaded the word, today I once again escaped from it I wrote half-lines. About something else, else I tried to write about, but no avail! This night, terrible, cloaked night, commanded me: Talk about him. And I get alarmed, but the voice has gone quiet, like the dead on Ukraine's fields outside. You've gone missing. And this autumn hasn't brought news about you either. On the forest again flies the wild winter's prophecy, pull the heavy clouds, and filled with snow once again stop on the sky. Who knows if you're alive? Today not even I know, I'm also not raging, when they swat their hands and painfully covers their faces. and don't know anything. But do you live? are you only injured? You walk in the leaf pile between the forest mud's thick scent or are you scent yourself too? Snow's already flying on the fields. Missing, - knocks the news. And drums, freezes the heart inside. Between my two ribs already tensing bad pain awakens shivers at times like these, and in my memories live so vividly your long-said words and I feel your bodily being like the dead's - I can't write about you today either!

(from Radnóti Miklós, [Last Name, First Name] titled "Fifth Eclogue", fifth part of his planned-to-be ten part poem series (which became 7, secretly 8 parts in the end), published in 1944. Bálint György [Last Name, First Name] is a friend of his who went missing after being enlisted into forced manual labour.)

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[ezmiez]

#magyarköltészetnapja #radnóti miklós

[nincsjobbotletem]

Radnóti Miklós, Írás közben...

#magyar irodalom #gondolataim #radnóti miklós #poet #idezetek #idezet

[vanesszanagy]

“Két karoddal átölelsz te,

ha félek.

Két karommal átölellek

s nem félek.,,

-Radnóti Miklós

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