You’re crazy. You fall down, stand up and walk again,
your ankles and your knees move pain that wanders around,
but you start again as if you had wings.
The ditch calls you, but it’s no use you’re afraid to stay,
and if someone asks why, maybe you turn around and say
that a woman and a sane death a better death wait for you.

translated by Steven Polgar, Stephen Berg and S. J. Marks

Miklós Radnóti

Miklós Radnóti

Hungarian poet

5 May 1909 — 9 November 1944

Clouded Sky

Forced March (poem)


Time of publication: December 12, 2011

Length: 348 characters

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