Two: Awakenings and Invitations

On vertical structures, the emergence of

Winter drifts into dream, and from its slumber-slackened grasp slips Spring. It falls, warm and bright, thawing sky and city, and the towers of Kaunas emerge from their gray prison to be kissed by the sun once again. Features unfrozen, their long shadows slide down every street, their presence unmistakable on every observable horizon. But it is not merely their height that commands attention; it is their mien. They stand as neither gods nor guards, but as concrete epitomes of stoic grace.

The Kaunas carillon at the Vytautas the Great War Museum.
A building on K. Donelaičio gatvė.
Kaunas Town Hall. It’s tower, often referred to as the White Swan, is the tallest in Old Town.

A building on K. Donelaičio gatvė.
Kaunas Evangelical Reformed Church on E. Ožeškienės gatvė. The church embodies the architectural spirit of interwar Kaunas.

Kaunas Evangelical Reformed Church as viewed from Savanorių prospektas.
The Simonas Daukantas Bridge. The pedestrian bridge spans the Nemunas Canal, connecting Nemunas Island with the center of the Kaunas.
The tower of Christ’s Resurrection Basilica, as seen from Žemaičių gatvė.
The tower of Christ’s Resurrection Basilica, as viewed from the roof of the basilica.
Spring thaws the remnants of Winter from the roof of Christ’s Resurrection Basilica.

On questions posed by doors, windows, and gates

A door is closed, but I am not denied. A gate is open, but I am not encouraged. A window is broken, yet no one and no thing crawls through. Doors, windows, and gates are not merely functional apertures that allow passage; they are peculiar tools of communication, symbols whose meanings are often uncertain until we seek to open them. Are we to be permitted or punished? The question is in the unspoken invitation–the answer can only be discovered in the attempt.

Heavy metal doors bar access to a courtyard on K. Donelaičio gatvė.
The front door of a disused building on V. Putvinskio gatvė.
The front door of an office building onV. Putvinskio gatvė.
A gate and its keeper on Gedimino gatvė.
A ground floor window on Savanorių prospektas.
A door andwindow on Savanorių prospektas.

A rainbow-colored building on V. Putvinskio gatvė.

The south doors of St. Michael the Archangel’s Church.
Double doors with interesting details onK. Donelaičio gatvė.

7 thoughts on “Two: Awakenings and Invitations

  1. “slumber-slackened grasp,” “spring,” … not here. It’s more like the icy grip of polar air. These are fantastic pictures, and I hope to read more of your writing. My favorite pictures are the cat and the rainbow building. The cat looks well-fed, for a stray. Or, perhaps not a stray?


    1. Thanks for reading, Alexandra! I hope it warms up for you soon. I know it’s been a cold hell for you. My girlfriend lives in Chicago, and she’s told me how cold it’s been in the area.

      I really enjoy taking and posting the pictures, but I think the next couple of posts will contain more writing. In fact, the next post or two might be nothing but writing. They’ll be a little more personal, inward rather than outward observations.

      Oh, and the cat is definitely not a stray. She’s got a collar. She hangs out on my block, and she knew just what to do when I pulled the treats out of my pocket. I guess I’m not helping her well-fed figure, but I can’t help it–I go ga-ga for cats!


      1. As the owner of a fat cat, I can relate and applaud. I am actually sending a postcard to a cat lover in Lithuania (Vilnus) tonight. Go figure. Some of the sights you’ve shown are on some postcards I have received from there. I have subscribed, so I am sure I’ll see what else you will post. Oh, and cats always pick their people, they’re funny like that.

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