POETRY
Hungarian Literature / Hungarian Poetry
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I’m Struggling!
— POEM by
Varga H. Mária
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(Translated from Hungarian)
My fate has now reached a dead end.
I no longer have a past;
And, still have no future.
Faded minutes;
Dull days are coming;
And, I no longer have the strength to live.
No longer, I can live as I have before;
I am tormented by lying words.
I would step into the future;
And, I’ll leave my past far behind;
But your words hold me back.
I am struggling;
Like a larva shedding its skin;
With the past still on its body.
I want to shake it off to start a new life;
But my fate is stuck to my body.
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(Self-translation from Hungarian)
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Varga H. Mária
János Horvát is a Hungarian poetess and writer. She writes under pen name Varga H. Mária (Varga – her birth name, and that continues as her family name.) She is interested in literature and reading since she was a child. Although her parents were manual workers but they instilled in her love of books. So, after their hard work, and whenever they had some free time, they always had a book in their hands.
Hence, Varga H. Mária says, “Writing is such that when inspiration strikes, you have to put it down on paper immediately. At least the gist of it.” Therefore, her desk is always full of little notes of paper, with lots of topics to write something. Now, she is approaching seventy, and as a pensioner, she has more time for her favorite occupation. So, she tells, “Whether it is morning or night, but in the quiet hours of the evening her Muse is also more willing to guide her pen.”
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