Sixteen years have lapsed since the death of Miroslav Válek. This poet was among the first who had crossed the Rubicon of schematic writing, and started writing…
THE DOOMED GROUP OF TRNAVA The Doomed Group of Trnava – this is the title I gave to my book on the Trnava group to be published this year, borrowing, to some…
Let’s call him Dušan. Or Jonáš. His mum used to call him Duško, his father Dušan. Surname: Jonáš. After his father. The son is the bearer of the father’s…
Shkorec, the city notary, was on the verge of despair. His lean and tortured face was nothing but an accordion-like patch of furrows and wrinkles hanging from his…
Now, when everyone is fleeing from the towns, as if they’d been stricken by an epidemic, I’ve also come to spend the summer in the village. Actually, my…
