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HUNGARIAN STUDIES 11. No. 1. Nemzetközi Magyar ... - EPA

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FROM CAIN TO NAHUM 31elements. Rather than functioning as an invisible, impersonal force that worksfrom inside the scene of birth, from the hearts of the "murdered mother andbrother," cursing the living child, banishing him from the world of humans,now evil assumes a shape and threatens "the sinner." The guilt torturing thechild bursts into a living form that seeks retribution, "an eye for an eye and atooth for a tooth." The new iconography is the Angel of Death, a creaturebold, vengeful, and frenzied. His struggle with the poem's persona is aspowerful as it is violent:The dreadful angel in me is invisibletoday, his screeching almost still.You startle at its whisper. Is itsomeone come to pay a visitor a grasshopper tapping at the sill?It's he. ...Out of the soul's cave, in his hourhe rises to accuse me, shriekingly.Mad again. Like poison, so he works in me,sleeps but rarely, lives within meand outside of me. 8The evil arising from the newborn, has now produced a full-blown, horrificghost:In the white caveof moonlit night, in rustling sandal, heruns through the fields to rummage in my mother's graveWas it worth it then? - he wishpers to her,breaking her sleep; then in a choked, insistent breath:you bore him, and it was your death!Cunningly and forcefully, the unholy creature, much like Goethe'sErlkönig, moves to take possession of the victim. But Radnóti's Angel acts outof motivations different from those of Goethe's Ghost of Death: while thelatter kills an innocent being, the former executes, thereby restores, the divineorder. However horrific, there is nothing that would wash murder away butmurder:This is your mask of skin; here is the knife;a sigh; a moment of no pain; the gates of life!And on the table there awoke the gleaming knife.

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