This poem is taken from Stand 215, 15(3) October - November 2017.

Miklós Radnóti Three Poems
The First Ecologue
Quippe ubi fas versum atque nefas: tot bella per orbem,
tam multae scelerum facies...
For here are right and wrong inverted; so many wars overrun the world, so many are the shapes of sin...
—Virgil, trans. H. Rushton Fairclough

I have not seen you for long, did the call of the thrushes  
bring you?

The woods resound with their clatter, spring must be on its way!

It’s not spring yet, the sky only teasing, look at that puddle,
how mildly it smiles... but when it is locked up at
night by the frost
it will snarl! This is April, never be taken in by the fool –
just look, over there: the little tulips are bitten by frost.
...Why are you depressed? Would you like to have  
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