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by Nijole Miliauskaite

Nijole Miliauskaite

along worn stone steps, steep
wooden staircases, ladders
spiral tower stairs
on the stairs of our house
your silent spirit
entered and illuminated
all the corners, all the forgotten rooms
the dark crowded attic, the small rooms
of the half-cellar, the damp and dismal tower,
the tangled corridors, filled with echoes
the hidden labyrinth
all our dark
repeating memories
the candle's trembling flame

Last updated January 14, 2019