I.
A documentary about Csontváry:
beginning-of-century photos, reproductions,
developing Budapest, frayed fallows.
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I sat on a trunk
close to the flow of Tisza.
The brownish green
river carried sediment.
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C sharp minor enters the chambers
of the ear like a coffin en-
ters the food chain of the earth
grass grows in its trace as hair
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After each performance Mahler
used to sip two glasses of
Pilsner (no more no less)
with his chaps at Pri Roži Inn.
...
„In Necropolis music blew"
Endre Ady, Moving from Damn-City
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The Adagietto slowly stirs
permeating the Viennese Fall;
in its trace, we wade through leaves;
fading time won't hinder us.
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I rode my bike when
the kind, large-sized postman
shouted after me and
drew letters of Mahler from his bag.
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Travel nowhere.
I'd mew myself up and down Paris all the same
like I do here still in the heart of my room.
Now, shall I leave the cosy
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