Nicholas Kolumban



The Native Tourist



Homage to a Batthyany Square in Budapest

The Skier

You Can Tell From This Poem

Had I Not Left Hungary

After Prostate Surgery

To a Gibbon

Felix Dzerzhinsky

Remember the Time When I Flew

Two Worlds

The Virile Gold Shimmer of Beaten Eggs


Translations from the Hungarian:


In Homage of Our Deceased Japanese Rooster

Graves of Soldiers

You Become More and More Waxen


Mother Always Knows Something New

The Small Bicycle

This is Not Death Yet