1. Avižonis pits
our mountains within
we descend into pits
no one to guide us
from cursed Atlantis
in the evening, crazed beer
in orbits solar
pan pipes – the wailing bones
of those delayed by war
our embankments are below
we sink into pits
while silence surges above
hands will plant a cross
2. Pumpėnų street
the street of my boyhood
almshouse windows
barefaced – my lone friends
in hide and seek
leaves of lindens, of books
fallen into me
your winds subside
to cover them with snow and sleep
a solitary memory – a street
of crooked walls
the grainy riverside sands
smolder and begin to burn
a one-traffic-light village
to me, a child, you are
an apple tree nearby
an over-early light
3. Grasses in the almshouse yard
grasses do not aspire, they bloom
grasses bloom, silently
there is unadulterated beauty in words
a delivered chaste indifference
the wayward lights of yore
in the dooryard of the almshouse
the spiny sprouts of wasteland grasses
within my fondest memories
the unenlightened are silent and they bloom
the expectant listen to dreams
they flow into the depths of stones
into the almost frozen gloomy rivers
Fabijoniškės, 1997.II.11–X.20; versta 2010
Poetinis Druskininkų ruduo 2010 = Druskininkai Poetic Fall 2010 / sudarytojas ir vyriausiasis redaktorius Kornelijus Platelis = Compiler and editor-in-chief Kornelijus Platelis. – Vilnius: Vaga, 2010. – P. 41, 43, 45.