My Grandparents’ Portraits At Piliakalnis (Judita Vaiciunaite Poems)
In winter's oblivion, in the snowbound cabin'sunheated sitting roomonly my grandparents' portraitshave returned to the empty farmstead -I stumble upon ...
In winter's oblivion, in the snowbound cabin'sunheated sitting roomonly my grandparents' portraitshave returned to the empty farmstead -I stumble upon ...
Our parents, and grandparents perhaps more than all others teaching us our faith the core of what we believe In ...
On the side of their house around the bulkhead between their yard and their neighbor's driveway not much there in ...
Between the wall of the porch the lawn by the driveway a rhododendron jungle thick stalks a vine, intricately wound, ...
Bright, young faces sitting on the steps, in the chancel drinking in the words of the pastor hearing of the ...
Rug covered stairs a landing above me a place for the lead toy soldiers, the ceramic cat, small bottles Playing ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
a) this spirited assemblage is a placid pilgrimage: the girls and boys we were b) a blink is all it ...
People live forever in Jacksonville and St. Petersburg and Tampa, But you don't have to live forever to become a ...
1992 1) I was born in a Free City, near the North Sea. 2) In the year of my birth, ...
More like a vault -- you pull the handle out and on the shelves: not a lot, and what there ...
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