Összes oldalmegjelenítés

2026. június 6., szombat

István Korponai – The Lost Orpheus

 












 

Let us keep love within our hearts

Until our legs at last collapse,

Like rotted stalks of corn,

Frozen, lifeless,

Bowed to the earth.

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Pain, hope, desire –

Their voices mingle

With the restless wandering wind.

 

*

You have no hope of happiness!

Fate and destiny inscribe your life,

Though your soul be clear as a blue mirror,

Pure as the stillness of a quiet lake.

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Deep and lofty furrows

Are carved upon your heart;

They dreamed of the sea.

They dreamed of the sea.

 

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Let us listen

To how feeble truth has grown

Upon this spinning globe.

Life – Affliction is your name.

*

Seeking purification,

I gave my heart

To a cold mountain.

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To a cold mountain crowned with snow,

To silence,

To eyes of stars,

To the comet

That guides the mariner home.

*

Unspeakably bitter

Has every gesture become.

Yet–

*

Let us carve love

Into the depths of our hearts.

Though you must know–

Whoever you may be–

Happiness was never granted

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