Magyar Baráti Közösség

irodalom  :: Klári Bartal: On the fifth anniversary ::

Közölte elajos Időpont: 2008. szeptember 09., kedd, 20:09 PST (2470 olvasás)     

“I’m afraid” you whispered in resistance,
your soul fading in the ambulance…

Perhaps, by misguided turn of mercy,

I was sent out of the emergency.

Then I was standing by your sickbed

and held your hand. Blanket you needed

for your cooling body. Do you hear

my voice, I asked, for I could not glean

where you’d be taken… and where to bring

blankets and pillows for your caring?

Internal medicine ward again?

We were there not long ago - in vain.

They sent me home – I was in a bind

Reluctant, yet I left you behind…

Today your memory would mar less

had I chosen to utter words of caress;

gave you a fleeting kiss – now it hurts

for – perhaps - you craved for my words…

Now my self-deceit is a constant curse.

I should have talked to mother, even burst:

“What d’you fear? Your faith becomes pity?

Are you afraid to cross to eternity?

Dad’s waiting for you on the other shore,

He will embrace you, and as before -,

love abounds – take you by the hand

and lead you into time without end.”


(Translated by Laszlo G. Fulop)