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Pakeliui<\/strong> \u012f vaidinim\u0105 prasilenkiau su moterimi ant dvira\u010dio<\/em> Vis dar tamsiam<\/strong> kambaryje \u012fjungiu \u0161vies\u0105 ra\u0161yti Tai yra istorija<\/strong> ir jau nesvarbu kas pamir\u0161ta Kasdien<\/strong> epin\u0117 mi\u0161kuose dingusi\u0173 vaik\u0173 verksmo paie\u0161ka I\u0161 angl\u0173 kalbos vert\u0117 Erika Drungyt\u0117[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_btn title=”Pirkti \u017eurnal\u0105” style=”classic” shape=”square” color=”white” link=”url:http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nemunas.press%2Fproduktas%2Fnemunas-nr-12-2017%2F|||”][\/vc_column][\/vc_row]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Pagrindin\u0117 \u017einomo amerikie\u010di\u0173 poeto eil\u0117ra\u0161\u010di\u0173 publikacijos tema \u2013 akimirka ar aplinkyb\u0117s, kai viskas kei\u010diasi, lemtingas \u201eslenks\u010dio per\u017eengimo\u201c metas. Nors labai nor\u0117t\u0173si suprasti, geriau \u012fsi\u017ei\u016br\u0117ti \u012f b\u016btent \u0161\u012f moment\u0105 tarp dviej\u0173 b\u016bsen\u0173, ta\u010diau jis nuolat lieka neap\u010diuopiamas, nepaisant pastang\u0173 ir \u012fnir\u0161io d\u0117l savo bej\u0117gi\u0161kumo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":24693,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_FSMCFIC_featured_image_caption":"","_FSMCFIC_featured_image_nocaption":"","_FSMCFIC_featured_image_hide":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[317,148,110,343],"tags":[144],"class_list":["post-24672","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-2018-08","category-perkami_str","category-straipsniai","category-straipsniu-archyvas-2018","tag-poezija"],"aioseo_notices":[],"wps_subtitle":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24672","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24672"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24672\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":25953,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24672\/revisions\/25953"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/media\/24693"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24672"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24672"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nemunas.press\/wm-api\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24672"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nji buvo mano veidu jos \u0161ypsena apstulbino mane<\/em><\/p>\n
\nir matau vien tik atspind\u012f a\u0161traus savo veido
\nbema\u017e nuotrauk\u0105 kai nei vidurio nei prad\u017eios pa\u017evelgus
\na\u0161 gimiau i\u0161 tos spragt akimirkos kurios neu\u017etaisiau<\/p>\n\u2013<\/h6>\n
\npara\u0161yta tavo vardu ant sienos tarsi parabol\u0117
\nne ta istorijos akimirka kai kambario erdv\u0119 ap\u0161vie\u010dia istorija
\nkai kitas \u017eodis apakina vis\u0105 skyryb\u0105
\nturb\u016bt ka\u017ek\u0105 pasl\u0117pei savo ki\u0161en\u0117j kur tur\u0117jo b\u016bt lova
\nturb\u016bt vietoj ki\u0161en\u0117s yra prisi\u016bta dovana kuri\u0105 saugojau tau \u0161itaip ilgai
\ndar iki tapdamas tuo balsu kvie\u010dian\u010diu \u010dion jau buvau tave \u010dia sutik\u0119s
\nreik\u0117t\u0173 b\u016bti tuo jaunuoliu kad suprastum skirtum\u0105 tarp gulin\u0117jimo
\nir prisiminimo kurian\u010dio mus ne be pa\u017eenklinimo strijomis
\nap\u0161viestame juostos negatyve<\/p>\n\u2013<\/h6>\n
\nkasdien moteris palieka namus ir eina \u012f mi\u0161k\u0105 ie\u0161koti savo vaik\u0173
\nkasdien ji \u012fsimyli med\u012f ir mylisi su juo ir gr\u012f\u017eta iki sutemstant
\nkasdien moteris palieka namus ir eina \u012f mi\u0161k\u0105 ie\u0161koti savo vaik\u0173
\nkasdien apsikabinusi med\u017eio kamien\u0105 ji lie\u010dia save
\nkol medis ima virp\u0117ti
\nkol iki plauk\u0173 galiuk\u0173 suauga pati su med\u017eiu ir gr\u012f\u017eta iki sutemstant
\nmoteris ie\u0161kanti savo vaik\u0173 i\u0161eina \u012f mi\u0161k\u0105
\nta\u010diau ten n\u0117ra joki\u0173 med\u017ei\u0173
\nbet ji vis eina ton pus\u0117n pasidabruota ir tviskanti
\nir \u017evyras \u0161vyti jos prie\u0161akyje[\/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space][vc_row_inner row_type=”row” type=”full_width” use_row_as_full_screen_section_slide=”no” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column_inner][vc_column_text][\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column_inner][\/vc_row_inner][vc_empty_space][\/vc_column][vc_column width=”1\/2″][vc_column_text]Craigas Czury\u2019is \u2013 amerikie\u010di\u0173 poetas. Gim\u0117 1951 m. Kingstono mieste (Pensilvanijoje), ta\u010diau jo vengr\u0173 kilm\u0117s motina s\u016bn\u0173 i\u0161 karto atidav\u0117 \u012ft\u0117viams. Augo angli\u0173 kasykl\u0173 regione, ypatingoje vietov\u0117je, kurioje net ore tvyrojo angli\u0173 dulk\u0117s. B\u016bdamas septyneri\u0173 i\u0161gyveno did\u017eiul\u0119 dram\u0105 \u2013 vietos up\u0117s potvynis nu\u0161lav\u0117 vien\u0105 kasykl\u0173, \u017euvo 12 angliakasi\u0173, t\u016bkstan\u010diai \u017emoni\u0173 buvo pasmerkti nedarbui ir skurdui, tod\u0117l jo eil\u0117ra\u0161\u010diuose da\u017enai pie\u0161iami tokie apleist\u0173, nebegyvenam\u0173, skurd\u017ei\u0173 vietovi\u0173 peiza\u017eai, identitet\u0105 prarad\u0119 \u017emon\u0117s. Jis pats sakosi vis\u0105 gyvenim\u0105 kiekvienoje moteryje ie\u0161koj\u0119s savo motinos. Ir kart\u0105, b\u016bdamas 39-eri\u0173, j\u0105 pamat\u0117 \u2013 jos veidas buvo toks pana\u0161us, lyg \u017ei\u016br\u0117t\u0173 pats \u012f save. Ta akimirka poetui be galo svarbi ir misti\u0161ka, lyg galvoje kas b\u016bt\u0173 paspaud\u0119s pabudimo mygtuk\u0105.<\/p>\n
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