![]() |
87. szám
2006. május 1.
THE PERSISTENT ACCENT |
PATRICIA DOBLER |
![]() |
Until the grave covers me, on foreign soil I shall remain Hungarian Hungarian folk song Because this fat old lady has exactly the voice of my dead grandma, I find myself trailing her through the supermarket as she complains to her friend about the Blacks, the kids, the prices, age, disease, and certain death, and Im seduced by that Hungarian accent decades in this country cant diminish, and I see the smoky fires of the harvesters, a golden-braided girl fetching their dinners of peppers and lamb, and I follow her through the aisles, wanting to lay my face between her hands, to ask her for a song. Collected Poems az Autumn House kiadásában |
![]() |
© Nyugati Hírlevél - 2006