a verse translation of a poem by Jenő Dsida — Our wedding feast is upon us, let’s enjoy the gypsy banda.
My love, all the guests are merry, on this vine-bedecked veranda. Christ, sitting at head of table. Outside, August’s deep, clear evening
sprinkles star dust, as the cricket’s tune wails, upon music’s ceasing. Christ is beaming, handsome fellow, he’s…