The concerts of CAFe Budapest bring a refreshing breeze in the world of restrictions
The 29th CAFe Budapest Contemporary Arts Festival is going to launch on the 9th of October. At a recent press…
Literature
Lifetime Beat Poet Laurate award goes to Hungarian poet Gábor Gyukics
The International (Individual Country) Beat Poets Laureate is a Special Lifetime Honor that is awarded by the National Beat Poetry Foundation, Inc.
How will our life be after coronavirus?
If there’s no silence, you don’t have time to reflect. But when I thought about my parents, everything fell silent at once.
Video: Gábor Gyukics recites poems in two languages
Gábor Gyukics contributed to an online cultural event, UnDeR SZubCulT, where he recited poems in English and Hungarian. We are happy to share the video.
Gypsy Romanticism – Notes on the Margins of a Dead Friendship ~ by Susan Anwin
It was also the first time I experienced what it is like to be treated like a representative of some kind of exotic species…
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Seven videos you have to watch from Müpa’s archives!
Bored with the quarantine already? Here is some great music, dance, literature and fun to cheer you up! Great artists, instruments and genres. Enjoy!
Steps Leading Nowhere ~ by Susan Anwin
So there I was, walking (almost) alone among monuments half sunk into the sand, the door openings of the silent tombs yawning like dark mouths.
Falcon Feather ~ Chapter 4 ~ by Susan Anwin
“She was floating. There were no memories, just the the silence and the dark and and it was alright…” Read the last part of the saga Falcon Feathers here!
Falcon Feather ~ Chapter 3 ~ by Susan Anwin
“Couriers galloped up and down along the length of the procession, cart drivers cried out. The harness tightened across the backs of the oxen.”
Falcon Feather ~ Chapter 2 ~ by Susan Anwin
“Blood and soul, flesh and bone,” she recited the ritual text. “Take whichever you like.” “Your hand will do…” Falcon Feather, a new story by Susan Anwin.
Falcon Feather ~ Chapter 1 ~ by Susan Anwin
“There is something up on the hill,” the baroness told her maid that evening, “something evil.” ~ Falcon Feather, a new story by Susan Anwin.
Silence in the place of sound – but what in the place of silence? Remembering Dezső Tandori
He created an own universe, went on his own path, and after his poetry arrived to collective consciousness, no one could think the same old ways anymore.
Annunciation ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
I felt like the bottom of my world fell out. How was I supposed to break down the news to my parents? What was I supposed to tell them?
Rosie’s Revelation ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
“I don’t want to see the visions anymore. They are wrong.” Her mom cupped her face between her hands. “How can you say that? God is talking to you.”
The Color of Nothing ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
She was pretty alright, but beyond that there was something in the way she looked at him, with the ghost of a smile on her lips.
Star Thief ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
“Look for a star? In the quantum level? Jack, this is not the time to be a jackass.” “What, I’m just trying to be useful.”
Who’s screaming for you? – Poets and artist against feminicide
In March 2020, the Woman Scream International Poetry and Arts Festival, in its tenth edition, will be under the motto: “Who’s screaming for you?”
Body in my Bed ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
Every time I get home, there’s a naked body in the bed. It’s always the same body, female, 30’s, just lying there, pale in the early morning gloom…
The Real Me ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
The little defect of my kind is widely known, it’s how we are identified by prospective hunters. See, when we fall in love, we undergo certain… changes.
Dark Sister, Part 3 ~ A story by Susan Anwin
“Hey! Tim! You hear me? Come ‘n get me out of here, bitch! … Look, I really don’t think this is gonna work. We did not part on the best of terms.”
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