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Youâre awake so long
youâre falling asleep. A year
is just a nightâs sleep.
So your life is shaped.
You feel its edges closing
as you turn in bed.
Since life is finite
you wake and wake to the light
at the edge of sleep,
falling out of light.
https://nitter.poast.org/george_szirtes/status/1918432530719781044#m
Published: May 2, 2025 22:28
Youâre awake so long
youâre falling asleep. A year
is just a nightâs sleep.
So your life is shaped.
You feel its edges closing
as you turn in bed.
Since life is finite
you wake and wake to the light
at the edge of sleep,
falling out of light.
You turn off the light
and sense the room rearrange
itself around you
like a different space
where you yourself are different.
So simple to leave
a world. So simple
to stand still. Now you are here,
now gone. Turn it off
and walk, keep walking.
https://nitter.poast.org/george_szirtes/status/1916990791035113745#m
Published: April 28, 2025 22:59
You turn off the light
and sense the room rearrange
itself around you
like a different space
where you yourself are different.
So simple to leave
a world. So simple
to stand still. Now you are here,
now gone. Turn it off
and walk, keep walking.
THE DOOR
After a warm day
the coolness of evening shocks
the skin. It pleases
and revives something
that must have been felt after birth
when the world entered
through a sudden door
and announced itself. How cold
everything can be,
it says. How alive.
https://nitter.poast.org/george_szirtes/status/1916226253448790374#m
Published: April 26, 2025 20:21
THE DOOR
After a warm day
the coolness of evening shocks
the skin. It pleases
and revives something
that must have been felt after birth
when the world entered
through a sudden door
and announced itself. How cold
everything can be,
it says. How alive.
RT by @george_szirtes: Huge interview in the works! This spring, three of us from @hlohungary visited Norwich to conduct a life interview with writer and translator George Szirtes!
Here's a sneak-peek: on #georgeszirtes' relationship with language and identity as a Hungarian-born British poet...âïž
https://nitter.poast.org/OwenDGood/status/1915723770049732622#m
Published: April 25, 2025 11:05
Huge interview in the works! This spring, three of us from @hlohungary visited Norwich to conduct a life interview with writer and translator George Szirtes!
Here's a sneak-peek: on #georgeszirtes' relationship with language and identity as aâŠ
THE LOST
When they arrive, they
listen to their own breathing
with rapt attention.
Long trees lean in. Light
hangs on the wall. Birds repeat
their usual calls. Life
attends on such things.
To be lost requires intense
concentration. Night
will wait on their dreams.
https://nitter.poast.org/george_szirtes/status/1912264360124104823#m
Published: April 15, 2025 21:58
THE LOST
When they arrive, they
listen to their own breathing
with rapt attention.
Long trees lean in. Light
hangs on the wall. Birds repeat
their usual calls. Life
attends on such things.
To be lost requires intense
concentration. Night
will wait onâŠ
Night in Budapest
in a quiet district past
midnight. The sleepless
turn in silent beds,
listening to their own thoughts,
neighbours in courtyards
locked on to their lives.
Where would night be without them?
Where are the bright moons
of their faint breathing?
https://nitter.poast.org/george_szirtes/status/1909009798143553984#m
Published: April 6, 2025 22:26
Night in Budapest
in a quiet district past
midnight. The sleepless
turn in silent beds,
listening to their own thoughts,
neighbours in courtyards
locked on to their lives.
Where would night be without them?
Where are the bright moons
of their faintâŠ
RT by @george_szirtes: 'With poet-translator George Szirtes showcasing a selection spanning five collections, you know you are in safe hands.' - Maria JastrzÄbska, #RivetingReviews, @eurolitnet, on Hungarian poet Krisztina TĂłth's new retrospective My Secret Life: Selected Poems. https://www.eurolitnetwork.com/rivetingreviews-maria-jastrzebska-reviews-my-secret-life-by-krisztina-toth/
https://nitter.poast.org/BloodaxeBooks/status/1908081368795369663#m
Published: April 4, 2025 08:57
'With poet-translator George Szirtes showcasing a selection spanning five collections, you know you are in safe hands.' - Maria JastrzÄbska, #RivetingReviews, @eurolitnet, on Hungarian poet Krisztina TĂłth's new retrospective My Secret Life: Selected Poems.âŠ
RT by @george_szirtes: @ArjunRajendra20 @arunava @george_szirtes @FrankYoungman @UttaranDasGupta @NamitaGokhale_ @dpanikkar @PervinSaket @samyuktapoetry @shobhanakumar1 @SrilataKrishnan @alpanabhowmick @seagullbooks @darknlightzine @AfterDinnerCon @roughghosts @nancynuu @Mantrapub @AliCobby @Maazme
https://nitter.poast.org/PriyaChabria/status/1907399938335556013#m
Published: April 2, 2025 11:49
@ArjunRajendra20 @arunava @george_szirtes @FrankYoungman @UttaranDasGupta @NamitaGokhale_ @dpanikkar @PervinSaket @samyuktapoetry @shobhanakumar1 @SrilataKrishnan @alpanabhowmick @seagullbooks @darknlightzine @AfterDinnerCon @roughghosts @nancynuuâŠ
RT by @george_szirtes: Excepts from The Dragonâs Heart featuring translations by âŠ@anjalikpurohitâ© âŠ@Mantrapubâ© @shreedaisy âŠ@george_szirtesâ© âŠ@MarilynHackerâ© Philip With âŠ@MrinHarchandraiâ© @jup Jadavpur University Press https://scroll.in/article/1080592/whenever-i-write-a-word-it-lacks-the-meaning-i-intended-an-anthology-of-translated-world-poetry
https://nitter.poast.org/PriyaChabria/status/1905465154055418151#m
Published: March 28, 2025 03:41
Excepts from The Dragonâs Heart featuring translations by âŠ@anjalikpurohitâ© âŠ@Mantrapubâ© @shreedaisy âŠ@george_szirtesâ© âŠ@MarilynHackerâ© Philip With âŠ@MrinHarchandraiâ© @jup Jadavpur University Press scroll.in/article/1080592/whâŠ
They canât help shouting
even in the smallest room.
Listen to their screams.
They forget to close
the doors of their nursery
while banging toy drums.
They think theyâre alone
but someone else is present.
Might it be the world
on its strict orbit?
https://nitter.poast.org/george_szirtes/status/1904686488777810318#m
Published: March 26, 2025 00:07
They canât help shouting
even in the smallest room.
Listen to their screams.
They forget to close
the doors of their nursery
while banging toy drums.
They think theyâre alone
but someone else is present.
Might it be the world
on its strict orbit?