Editorial
Warm greetings to all of you, our critical readers and charitable critics. More than once I’ve been asked (as I’m sure all of you have as well): Where can I read your poetry? Your prose? Who are your most interesting writers? What is Lithuanian literature like? What is most important to the writers in your country?
Ieva Marija Sokolovaitė
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- Fiction
I write V., because it’s easier that way. A stroke down, a stroke up, and a period. V. It doesn’t hurt.
Amerikonka/Tarybukė
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- Reflections on Belonging
What did we know about democracy? We fought for it. When Soviet tanks roared on Vilnius streets in 1990 and 1991, we were the ones who tried to understand why our predecessors didn’t resist in 1940. We had to correct it, no matter what.
by Rima Praspaliauskienė
Erika Drungytė
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- Poetry
Of all the possible worlds for me
Wherever I was, or travelled to see
There was one / it seemed / the truest
Neither above / nor below uprooted
Gintaras Grajauskas
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- Poetry
because now, at this moment
everything is fine
water still tastes good.
I am still alive.
Gytis Norvilas
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- Nonfiction
There was once a tradition – to say goodbye to a loved one by giving them a kiss. You say goodbye to a loved one, but you kiss a corpse – already like two different things. But actually, it’s the dead who kiss us. Every day. The dead kiss us through memory.
