GRETA LEIGAITĖ Greta Leigaitė is a student of Lithuanian philology. In her free time, she enjoys doing crafts like knitting and crocheting. She also volunteers at a children’s camp. Her poetry is about everyday life, and she likes to hide behind the mask of ordinary objects. She uses it to express experiences that feel meaningful […]
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My father called about an hour ago and told me that I have a brother. I don’t trust my father. Once, he returned from a trip in Italy, France, or Malta and gifted me a Polaroid of him standing near some kind of castle surrounded by palm trees, shaking the hand of a tall Black
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You belong to the same generation, having witnessed, participated, observed, and (re)told the same period and history. When I invited you to join this conversation, I was thinking that in the twenty-first century, we’re more and more affected by the rapid developments in the media, technology, and artificial intelligence, along with the war happening right
Stonemason Love is like a stone. If you heat it up, it stays warm for a while And can seem like the source of the warmth. Love is like a headstone It is shaped and Given a name, the before and after. Everything is a form of love. Many deaths and loves are adorned with
After nearly thirty years since the publication of his first poetry book Rabi, which appeared in 1998 after winning the First Book Contest organized by the Lithuanian Writers’ Union, Mindaugas Kvietkauskas makes a powerful return with his second poetry collection Gruntiniai vandenys (Groundwaters). This book also includes prose-poetry and poetry translations. The texts flow seamlessly
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January 16th, 2021 That piece of paper that had caught V.’s attention at the bus stop, that piece of paper hanging from that grimy advertising board, now firmly gripped between her fingers, was already yellowed, wrinkled like the cheek of an eighty-year-old, repeatedly getting soaked by the rain and then drying. A simple scrap of
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On a warm afternoon in late April 2001, I walked down Gedimino, smiling at spring. I was jet-lagged from my first trip to America and still intoxicated by its nature, food, seemingly unrestricted personalities, and cosmopolitan vibe. A trolleybus rolling by slowly like a large yellow chunky caterpillar, its whiskers gripping the wires above, was
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Bukolikos (2024) is the sixth original poetry collection by poet, literary scholar, and translator Erika Drungytė. She made her debut in 1998 with the collection Tiksli žiema (Exact winter), establishing herself as a master of nature and domestic reflection, who’s able to capture moments of everyday life infused with deeper existential insight. Drungytė’s sensitivity to
courtyard Athens And what of Easter – already it’s hot in Athens Dust rising to the Parthenon burying marble feet Lost in the foothills of the mountain. The sun outshines everything, Even the most beautiful of church hymns, uplifting the black Folds of bearded priests and monks, when, having left the caves with all their
Lost Gloves When I was a child, my mom sewed a rubber tie onto my gloves so I wouldn’t lose them she did the right thing because later, when there was no one to sew on the rubber ties I always lost them the path of my life is strewn with lost and lonely gloves
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