In the unscrubbed mirror: Mežitis burial ground

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All these fears came here,
The agony, the misunderstanding,
The hope, the joy,
The ordinary follies
Of good love and bad;
They’ve spilled away
Into the waiting earth.

Just this echo sounds,
Fading.

In the unscrubbed mirror: Survey party, Mežitis

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We may embark,
The long unknown before us,
Laden with our tools of discernment,
Our wish for precision
Set athwart us like
A burdened yoke,

But the path, though unseen,
Is well worn, after all.