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Photo by Arnoldas Barysas. From "Literatūra ir menas" archives.
Unblock the frothing sun,
                      in the half-empty roiling city,
and drink from your hands –
                      this stone city turns eternal here.

Photo from personal archives
Haiga is a form of expression, originating from 17th c. Japan.
It is a subtle synthesis of two art forms, where a picture is connected to poetry.

Photo by Benediktas Januševičius
We were almost the same as several older generations
who conspired in shacks trying to change the world.
Thank God we didn’t crave power, only to be remembered.

My last meal should be a poor man’s breakfast-
a slice of Lithuanian black bread
a hard boiled egg and a piece of
fat and just slightly salty Baltic herring

I transformed myself in her freezing rivers—
Lietuva burst a floret, yare devil, and a pixy.

Photo by Salionas
and so, I claw with my fingers
at the emptiness
to which, my blood, from time to time,
waving its little hand, says hello

Photo by Greta Ambrazaitė
there, were a still living bird sings,
sings of how we will not die,
but simply remain invisible for all time

Photo by Zenonas Baltrušis
Thusly, we momentarily see reality, crawling through
the trenches, showing its spikes to the outside world.

Photo by Vladas Braziūnas
what of it
that i stand watch for the third day
over an unborn poem

Photo by Justina Bastytė-Žilinskienė
and the snow will crunch, and the dew will push through the door,
and there will be nothing,
only three hearts, palms grown together

Photo by Laura Vansevičienė
It’s liberating, like removing diapers from a child –
I crawl through my dream naked and without shame.



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