All of the materials, texts and images,
I have copied from an excellent site dedicated to Radnóti Miklós.
Razglednica 2 / Postcard 2
Nine kilometres from here the haystacks and
Houses are burning;
sitting on the field’s edges some scared and speechless
poor folk are smoking.
Here a little shepherdess, stepping onto the lake,
ruffles the water;
the ruffled sheep flock at the water drinks from
clouds, bending over.
CRVENKA, 6 OCTOBER 1944
Razglednica 3 / Postcard 3
Bloody saliva hangs on the mouths of the oxen.
Blood shows in every man’s urine.
The company stands in wild knots, stinking.
Death blows overhead, revolting.
MOHÁCS, 24 OCTOBER 1944