Kinga Fabó
Kinga Fabó (November 1, 1953–March 4, 2021) studied in the Hungarian-English department of Eötvös Loránd University from 1972 to 1977. From 1978 to 1980, she belonged to Eötvös Loránd University’s humanities faculty. From 1981 to 1986, Kinga was on staff at the Research Institute for Linguistics of the Hungarian Academy of Sciences, within the department of general linguistics. She was a candidate for the Academy between 1986 and 1989. Since the 1980s, she has published a number of poetry and essay collections, among them a bilingual Indonesian-English poetry anthology released in Jakarta in 2015. That same year, she received first prize in the 2015 Free Poets Collective International Poetry Contest in Middletown, Connecticut. She was the poetry editor for Diaphanous, an American journal of literature and the arts.
He tries to come, in vain.
He jerks me off
as if I were a tired
personal object. I imagine
the rest.
To be a sad empty vase
to be a withered flowergirl in a vase
to be a tiny microphone
to be a crawl upon a shoulder
When I was beautiful with hate and around-around / When
I was beautiful with hate and the implanted heart of the Snowqueen and I still
wasn't absolutely his / When I was beautiful with joy and around-around
Yet she never laid an eye on me ever.
Her place is in a peep show
Where she’d enjoy the sight
alone without stakes.
He sticks to her body,
pulls his weight to her, in his body,
He’s tense inside her. He sticks to her.
How many women!
How much time you’ve been given.
How many borrowed charms have been shattered around.
Act natural. Thrift shop for used clothes
by the pound. The colored smell
of poverty is leading the way
She seemed fidgety
they said
when she was first revivified.
Did she want that I wonder.
Should I presume mine inside it?
Or does it reflect its soul onto me?
Can it be otherwise? Who knows.
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