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Ágnes Nemes Nagy: Simile

The one who has been rowing while the storm
Approaches near, who strains with every limb
Against the trusty footboard’s rigid form
And finds a sudden absence from the rim 
Of the broken oar, weightless hand, and
Falling propulsion, falling 
With the loosened, dropping shaft and 
Whose whole body sags – 
He knows what I know. 
 
Translated by Hugh Maxton 

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