Eugenijus Ališanka

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it is getting harder and harder to win I've got to relax
sit like li po with my legs bent under me
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who would I be if I were really
not as I am now a man
of an unknown faith my head by itself
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I was born hungry
graduated from the game of hopscotch
certified melancholic
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the dead are walking about with small maps
in their hands
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I matured slowly
bred from good berries not grapes
from the local gene pool
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Dressed fish no milt no scales no head
in the stall in kalvarijos market dripping juices
the only one in the whole market
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You had to understand your place is under water
among colorless grass
barely seen from a boat
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I was following a cart
achilles tendons taut like cords
were playing the march of retreat
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My friends have aged
homer after a second glass
tells the same stories
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On baltrameus' night I hid in a haystack
I wasn't of a different faith but had no say in the matter
the most monstrous can neither expect
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We dug a long time
our spades sank deep into the sand
no sound sending a shiver
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In my boredom I was pushing chessmen
as always at first offhandedly
that is to say just a game nothing serious
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Gray photography of ashes
from which a woman smiles vilnius century's end
a man as if alone plenty of room in corners
that turn yellow from the sun of vesuvius
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I've tuned my vocal chords
now even a cough is in a major key
now everything I think about
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As forecast the wind is rising
litter resurrects its promised land
across a span from the center of the empire
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wearing army boots you clumped through the vineyards of god
somewhere on the adriatic in medana or priština maybe piran
since school days geography has been your blind spot
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My ecological balance has been disturbed
the climate is warming days grow tepid
and nights cool but it's enough
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The doors through which love leaves, the doors
to love are so small,
the doors to the overgrown orchard,
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Having traipsed about and lined his pockets
he returned home, carrying presents
in a new car
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In Memoriam of a Mouse
in a blue, not sky blue
bath (I rented it along with
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Eugenijus Ališanka Biography

Eugenijus Ališanka was born in 1960 in Barnaul, Siberia, the son of exiled Lithuanians.)

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Braingame

Before the future was better
Karl Valentin (from a display at the Hanover Fair 2000)

it is getting harder and harder to win I've got to relax
sit like li po with my legs bent under me
not think anything not kill anything not love anything
victory comes naturally the ball rolls slowly
into the gates of heaven I open my eyes gradually my future
is already here botticelli I am jealous your venus
won the miss greece contest and became monroe's great grandmother
I'm jealous of you too immanuel kant
the formulas of your pure mind are as perfect
as madonna's breasts I am jealous of you too einstein
winning happiness as you lose loving in hatred
and you adorno having earned yourself a future after the holocaust
and you father for having slept soundly in your youth
with your hair frozen in the blizzards of kola
my future is here already in the poem's hologram
in the evening june landscape
my body moves rhythmically as though making love
like riding the train slowing down then speeding up
do not think anything victory is near

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