Poems and stuff by Maté Jarai…
Poems and stuff by Maté Jarai…

When I was 19 I bought a guitar for £20 and called it Wendle. Here’s me and Wendle at Lake Bled in 2007 >

That’s the context.

Because I am not Wendle, I am Maté

This is site for my writing. Check out my books, some poems and stories I occasionally publish on here, or my links page for more of my writing from around the web. Thanks for stopping by X


…us against them

Every 5AMmakes me feelmore alive thanI’ve ever been.Right now I senseevery atom of my beingshake and tremble,grin and cryall at […]

…more than this

I want to feel likethere might be morethan this again. I want to feelstory-like again. I feel a compulsion, a […]


Home is a feelingthat you can find anywherecircling around you. Home is a feelingwhen your past re-emergeswithout a warning. Sometimes […]

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