Summer 1996 • Vol. XVIII No. 3/4 Poetry |

Hung Over

       Translated from the Hungarian               by Len Roberts Always hung over with worry, with the green fur of postponed rage in my mouth, hung over from myself and from you, with crevices under my eyes, not knowing where I am or where I'm going, my skull: a smoke- and nicotine-barracks, hung over from this not-knowing, shoved among clattering milk cans and world news,hung over from history,with furniture-creaking revolutions in my ears, with the hum of paper flags and beetle-wing hymns, with Asian crunching in the underground church of the chest, hung over before the faces of those who have survived   everything,in the gook of the butchers' shops and the museums, hung over from these days-after,in the same place, in the same homeland.

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Sándor Csoóri, a leading contemporary Hungarian poet, essayist, and scriptwriter, has been called "the genius of discontent" and is considered to be one of the most prominent artistic spokespersonsfor the Hungarian people during the pastfour decades. He is the author of thirteen volumes of poetry and five volumes of essays. Recipient of the Attila Józef Prize in Poetry, he also won the prestigious Kossuth Award, Hungary's greatest honor for achievement in artistic and scientific work.
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Len Roberts's two most recent books of poetry, The Trouble-Making Finch (1998) and Counting the Black Angels (1994), were published by the University of Illinois Press. His book of translation, Selected Poems of Sándor Csoóri, was published by Copper Canyon in 1992.

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