János Lackfi Poems

I regularly show my friends
pictures of my Gran.
Ever since she has lived with us,
I have spent whole days
...

I was just in the middle of eating a gyros,
my leisurely steps carrying me along in the crowd,
a black computer bag dangling on one shoulder.
...

I was late for work,
I had lost sight of time a bit while
having a drink with the lads,
but never mind, you've got to relax sometimes,
...

I take a seat in the restaurant,
settling myself comfortably at one of the tables
with a chequered tablecloth.
I haven't decided what to eat
...