Category: VOLUME IV, No. 6

If we accept that the message of a tale cannot be treated independently of the world view underlying it, we may as well specify the particular world view in which Hungarian folk tales are rooted. We have every reason to believe that based on their motifs, Hungarian folk tales can

Once upon a time, a very long time ago, far beyond the end of the world, I saddled a nag, leapt upon her back and rode into the forest. I ate well, I drank well, and I put the nag under my head for a pillow. All of a sudden

Translated from the Hungarian by Clive Wilmer and George Gömöri NOCTURNE Blue-black, the night sky. Bushes stand guard at the roadside. The trees’ chained shadows bay like far-off dogs. Life sparkles on the world’s big blooms like jewelled wine. Gaunt angels glide; with a sponge they dry it up. In