{"id":1753,"date":"2020-03-26T17:17:20","date_gmt":"2020-03-26T17:17:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/?p=1753"},"modified":"2020-03-26T17:17:20","modified_gmt":"2020-03-26T17:17:20","slug":"pavol-janik-slovenia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/pavol-janik-slovenia\/","title":{"rendered":"Pavol Janik, Slovakia"},"content":{"rendered":"

PAVOL JANIK , Slovakia <\/strong><\/p>\n

Member of IWA Bogdani<\/em>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mgr. art. PAVOL JANIK, PhD., <\/span>(magister artis et philosophiae doctor) <\/span>was born in 1956 in Bratislava, where he also studied film and television dramaturgy and scriptwriting at the Drama Faculty of the Academy of Performing Arts (VSMU). He has worked at the Ministry of Culture (1983\u20131987), in the media and in advertising. President of the Slovak Writers\u2019 Society (2003\u20132007), Secretary-General of the Slovak Writers\u2019 Society (1998\u20132003, 2007\u20132013), Editor-in-Chief of the Slovak literary weekly Literarny tyzdennik (2010\u20132013). <\/span>Honorary Member of the Union of Czech Writers (from 2000), Member of the Editorial Board of the weekly of the UCW Obrys-Kmen (2004\u20132014), Member of the Editorial Board of the weekly of the UCW<\/span> Literatura \u2013 Umeni \u2013 Kultura (from 2014). <\/span>Member of the Writers Club International (from 2004). Member of the Poetas del Mundo (from 2015). Member of the World Poets Society (from 2016).\u00a0Director of the Writers Capital International Foundation for Slovakia and the Czech Republic (2016\u20132017). Chief Representative of the World Nation Writers\u2019 Union in Slovakia (from 2016). Ambassador of the Worldwide Peace Organization (Organizacion Para la Paz Mundial) in Slovakia (from 2018). Member of the Board of the International Writers Association (IWA BOGDANI) (from 2019). <\/span>He has received a number of awards for his literary and advertising work both in his own country and abroad. <\/span><\/p>\n

This virtuoso of Slovak literature, Pavol Janik, is a poet, dramatist, prose writer, translator, publicist and copywriter. His literary activities focus mainly on poetry. Even his first book of poems <\/span>Unconfirmed Reports<\/i><\/span> (1981) attracted the attention of the leading authorities in Slovak literary circles. He presented himself as a plain-spoken poet with a spontaneous manner of poetic expression and an inclination for irony directed not only at others, but also at himself. This style has become typical of all his work, which in spite of its critical character has also acquired a humorous, even bizarre dimension. His manner of expression is becoming terse to the point of being aphoristic. It is thus perfectly natural that Pavol Janik’s literary interests should come to embrace aphorisms founded on a shift of meaning in the form of puns. In his work he is gradually raising some very disturbing questions and pointing to serious problems concerning the further development of humankind, while all the time widening his range of themes and styles. Literary experts liken Janik’s poetic virtuosity to that in the work of Miroslav Valek, while in the opinion of the Russian poet, translator and literary critic, Natalia Shvedova, Valek is more profound and Janik more inventive. He has translated in poetic form several collections of poetry and written works of drama with elements of the style of the Theatre of the Absurd. <\/span><\/p>\n

Pavol Janik\u2019s literary works have been published not only in Slovakia, but also in Albania, Argentina, Bangladesh, Belarus, Belgium, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Bulgaria, Canada, Chile, Croatia, the Czech Republic, France, Germany, Hungary, India, Israel, Italy, Jordan, Kosovo, Macedonia, Mexico, Moldova, Nepal, Pakistan, Poland, \u00a0the People’s Republic of China, the Republic of China (Taiwan), Romania, the Russian Federation, Serbia, South Korea, Spain, Syria, Turkey, Ukraine, United Kingdom, the United States of America and Venezuela.<\/p>\n

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Wisdom<\/b><\/p>\n

Do you want to make a hole in the world?<\/p>\n

Too bad.<\/p>\n

The world is full of holes.<\/p>\n

And yet nothing goes through it.<\/p>\n

Only you became smaller.<\/p>\n

Decreased.<\/p>\n

Do you hear that noise?<\/p>\n

It lasts and sometimes<\/p>\n

pretends it is a speech.<\/p>\n

You answer<\/p>\n

the questions<\/p>\n

that you asked.<\/p>\n

As many questions<\/p>\n

that many answers.<\/p>\n

That is that wisdom.<\/p>\n

With it you like to make a hole in the world.<\/span><\/p>\n

Too bad.<\/p>\n

You suffer only because of<\/p>\n

what you know.<\/p>\n

Translated into English by SMILJANA PIKSIADES<\/b><\/p>\n

M\u00fadros\u0165<\/b><\/p>\n

Chce\u0161 urobi\u0165 dieru do sveta?<\/p>\n

\u0160koda.<\/p>\n

Je tak deravo na svete.<\/p>\n

A predsa z neho ni\u010d neunikne.<\/p>\n

To len teba je \u010doraz menej.<\/p>\n

Ub\u00fada \u0165a.<\/p>\n

Po\u010duje\u0161 ten ruch?<\/p>\n

Trv\u00e1<\/p>\n

a niekedy predstiera hovor.<\/p>\n

Odpoved\u00e1\u0161 mu<\/p>\n

na ot\u00e1zky,<\/p>\n

ktor\u00e9 mu s\u00e1m prisudzuje\u0161.<\/p>\n

To\u013eko ot\u00e1zok<\/p>\n

a raz to\u013eko odpoved\u00ed.<\/p>\n

To je t\u00e1 m\u00fadros\u0165.<\/p>\n

\u0147ou chce\u0161 urobi\u0165 dieru do sveta.<\/p>\n

\u0160koda.<\/p>\n

Len to, \u010do vie\u0161,<\/p>\n

\u0165a mrz\u00ed.<\/p>\n

Pax Militaris<\/b><\/p>\n

Peace is not female emotionalisam. <\/span><\/p>\n

Peace is a battle.<\/p>\n

Peace doesn\u2019t dwell in words.<\/p>\n

Peace is waiting for its opportunity<\/p>\n

hidden in rockets heads.<\/p>\n

Fastest peace.<\/p>\n

Spreading at supersonic speed.<\/p>\n

Do you want peace?<\/p>\n

Have it.<\/p>\n

It will come to you<\/p>\n

in a few seconds.<\/p>\n

Permanent and strongest peace-<\/p>\n

-weighs 350 000 trinitrotoluens.<\/p>\n

Translated into English by SMILJANA PIKSIADES<\/b><\/p>\n

PAX MILITARIS<\/b><\/p>\n

Mier nie je \u017eensk\u00e9 roj\u010denie.<\/p>\n

Mier je boj.<\/p>\n

Mier nepreb\u00fdva v slov\u00e1ch.<\/p>\n

Mier \u010dak\u00e1 na svoju pr\u00edle\u017eitos\u0165<\/p>\n

utajen\u00fd v raketov\u00fdch hlaviciach.<\/p>\n

Najr\u00fdchlej\u0161\u00ed mier.<\/p>\n

\u0160\u00edriaci sa nadzvukovou r\u00fdchlos\u0165ou.<\/p>\n

Chcete mier?<\/p>\n

Majte si ho.<\/p>\n

O nieko\u013eko sek\u00fand<\/p>\n

v\u00e1s zasiahne.<\/p>\n

Trval\u00fd a najsilnej\u0161\u00ed mier \u2013 <\/span><\/p>\n

– mier o sile 350 000 ton trinitrotolu\u00e9nu.<\/p>\n

Tribute<\/b><\/p>\n

With a move of arm<\/p>\n

you break the sky.<\/p>\n

Your admirers, to death to you devoted,<\/p>\n

are in extasy.<\/p>\n

There is so many of them,<\/p>\n

only archive can know them<\/p>\n

by the name.<\/p>\n

And how many more will you charm?!<\/p>\n

You want some more glory<\/p>\n

to add to your tribute,<\/p>\n

at least a poem,<\/p>\n

the deflection of loud defile.<\/p>\n

I am honored, my<\/p>\n

noble army.<\/p>\n

Translated into English by SMILJANA PIKSIADES<\/b><\/p>\n

Pocta<\/b><\/p>\n

M\u00e1vnut\u00edm ruky<\/p>\n

rozb\u00edja\u0161 oblohu.<\/p>\n

Ctitelia tebe oddan\u00ed a\u017e na smr\u0165<\/p>\n

s\u00fa vo vytr\u017een\u00ed.<\/p>\n

To\u013eko ctite\u013eov,<\/p>\n

\u017ee ich po mene pozn\u00e1<\/p>\n

iba arch\u00edv.<\/p>\n

A ko\u013ek\u00fdch e\u0161te len o\u010dar\u00ed\u0161?!<\/p>\n

\u017del\u00e1\u0161 si \u010fal\u0161iu sl\u00e1vnos\u0165 na svoju po\u010des\u0165,<\/p>\n

aspo\u0148 b\u00e1se\u0148,<\/p>\n

odblesk rin\u010diaceho defil\u00e9.<\/p>\n

Je mi c\u0165ou,<\/p>\n

\u0161\u013eachetn\u00e1 arm\u00e1da.<\/p>\n

We Are Professionals<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

For us is enough to insert moon into twilight,<\/p>\n

not routinely, like a coin into the slot machine,<\/p>\n

and conosours of beauty are trembling in admiration<\/p>\n

while choirs recite praises.<\/p>\n

We are closer to Zenith<\/p>\n

of course light as baloons.<\/p>\n

We sing about its monumental emptiness.<\/p>\n

We already envy our own past.<\/p>\n

Translated into English by SMILJANA PIKSIADES<\/b><\/p>\n

Sme profesion\u00e1li<\/b><\/p>\n

Sta\u010d\u00ed n\u00e1m vsun\u00fa\u0165 lunu do s\u00famraku,<\/p>\n

nevdojak, ako sa do automatu vklad\u00e1 minca,<\/p>\n

a vyzn\u00e1va\u010di kr\u00e1sy t\u0155pnu v \u00fa\u017ease,<\/p>\n

obradne odriekaj\u00fa zborov\u00fd chv\u00e1lospev.<\/p>\n

St\u00fapame k\u00a0zenitu<\/p>\n

samozrejme a \u013eahkov\u00e1\u017ene ako bal\u00f3n.<\/p>\n

Spej\u00faci k jeho monument\u00e1lnej pr\u00e1zdnote.<\/p>\n

U\u017e z\u00e1vid\u00edme aj vlastnej povesti.<\/p>\n

Chatter above the Grave<\/b><\/p>\n

Clumsy are hitting lamps<\/p>\n

like night moths.<\/p>\n

Matured drunks are falling down.<\/p>\n

In the amusement park, weird generals<\/p>\n

in a\u00a0little green skirts are making grimaces.<\/p>\n

In the middle of a\u00a0metropolis, the forest burns.<\/p>\n

In the shell of whispering lips<\/p>\n

you swim in a\u00a0part of the story.<\/p>\n

My heart is beating the rest.<\/p>\n

Translated into English by SMILJANA PIKSIADES<\/b><\/p>\n

T\u00e1ranie nad hrobom<\/b><\/p>\n

Nemehl\u00e1 vr\u00e1\u017eaj\u00fa do l\u00e1mp<\/p>\n

ako no\u010dn\u00e9 mot\u00fdle.<\/p>\n

Zrel\u00ed opilci opad\u00e1vaj\u00fa.<\/p>\n

A v lunaparku poja\u0161en\u00ed gener\u00e1li<\/span><\/p>\n

v zelen\u00fdch sukienkach str\u00fahaj\u00fa grimasy.<\/p>\n

Uprostred ve\u013ekomesta hor\u00ed les.<\/p>\n

V \u0161krupinke \u0161epkaj\u00facich \u00fast<\/p>\n

pl\u00e1va\u0161 do rozpr\u00e1vky.<\/p>\n

Srdce mi odb\u00edja cel\u00fa.<\/p>\n

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