tatstudies reblogged
Miklós Radnóti, “Foaming Sky” (trans. Clive Wilmer and György Gömöri), excerpted from Steep Path: Poems Translated from the Hungarian
[Text ID: “The moon founders in foam. Across the sky A dark green track of poison has been driven. I stand and roll myself a cigarette, Slowly, carefully. I am living.”]
