- Interviews
In my opinion, poetry has to provide an answer to our difficult era, though usually it does this in a very indirect way.
- Poetry
Every night, every day, and every night
I listen while wandering without aim,
But wake to find myself again in sight
Of everything that still remains the same.
- Interviews
both of us are poets with a sense of responsibility (only it manifests mostly through poetry), and that is why we wrote what we wrote
- Fiction
Now the dusty, yellowed gold treasury of old news unfolded before my eyes. That was K.’s intention – to acquaint me with erased history. He turned the fragile pages: “From yesterday you’ll learn something about today. I don’t have the patience to read so much.” Thus began my era of Revival.
- Reviews
Valdas Papievis, Ankančiam pasauly (In a Blinding World)
By Airidas Labinas
- Poetry
don’t think about dust
or about
what we turn into
the ghost ship will sail
full of darkness
in its hold
- Fiction
I feel the sea with my fingers, feet, ankles, barely swirling – the waves aren’t breaking today. The water slowly envelops my body, as if I am sinking into a well with walls into infinity – where is this feeling from which I am returning?
- Poetry
In my earliest memory
I’m six months old.
Father lays me down on a black duvet
with white polka dots.
- Reviews
Mindaugas Nastaravičius, Antra dalis: eilėraštis (Part two: a poem)
By Linas Daugėla
- Poetry
the mind becomes more mindful
and sight remains insightful
night draws nigh as day recedes
and what is heavy has been heaved
