The Weavers (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
after school a hard handgathered us to the sewing shopa flock of young girlswith children's facesbindweed at our waistsall winter ...
after school a hard handgathered us to the sewing shopa flock of young girlswith children's facesbindweed at our waistsall winter ...
I never loved you, sunrise, I mean, weren't youterrible, waking me up with the roosters, rushing medown the narrow dark ...
she wore lightlong wide dressesthe wind carried herdown streets and through parkseasily, as if through a dreamwith blossoming lindensthe thin ...
the fragment of dream in my heartis a shard of red glassthrough whichwe could watch the cloudsa tall transparent treea ...
I look at youas you sleepin the wicker bedwhere so many childrenhave slept beforemy best friend'slittle daughteryour breath is like ...
five years of wanderingthrough strange roomsthrough hospitalsthrough uninhabited islandshow thin are the threadsthat hold us togetherwith the worldhow painfulthe spider ...
That samenarrow white road through the forestspreading trees, summer, and beyond the benda lake, water calm and deepa losthome, returnedin ...
lying flat on thick transparent iceyou look for a very long timeintensely, into the verybottom of the lakeeven your head ...
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