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 ...
Subtly conscious, all awake,Let us clear our eyes, and breakThrough the cloudy chrysalis,See the wonder as it is.Down a narrow ...
These hills are sandy. Trees are dwarfed here. CrowsCaw dismally in skies of an arid brilliance,Complain in dusty pine-trees. Yellow ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
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