Tuesday, June 25, 2013

What happened after midnight & before I turned right


Grace @ Everyday Amazing


i stop at the intersection- 
a man with red luggage crosses the street, asking for directions, coal eyes perplexed-

a mirror looks back at me: 8 years ago 

we landed after midnight in the airport, 10 boxes, 2 luggages each,  tired & over-

whelmed by 10 lane freeway, lights crisscrossing, where to begin- 
& learn to stitch knot x knot, string x string & tie the loose endings –

my eldest reminds me of this day & counts down minutes from his sleek phone,
he is dapper in suit, young & ambitious, a far cry from the teen, clinging stubbornly  

to his childhood home, reluctantly packing his stuff in frenzied pace at last hours -
but my finger is now looking for a name in the pamphlet-    

I tap- here it is:  my youngest is graduating from Grade 8 - 

she is wearing a lovely shade of green dress & tall (in cream 3-inch shoes)-

after two facials, fake nails, hair & make-up by professional salon,

i (we) hardly recognize the 6 year old who excitedly pointed to 

the squirrels & playground outside our apartment on 1st day in Canada,

eager to embrace our new life, curiously searching for trails, begin

each day, an adventure, to discover that underneath

different skin, hair & eye colors of many are the same dreams (as mine)

pressed tight into a bright bouquet of flowers, i inhale 

summer sky, wear my own colors:   emerald dress against blooming maple trees -     

& continue my drive, tilling the familiar road like my hand --  


Posted for:  D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Sharing a special milestone in our family. My youngest is the 2nd from right, with her best friends ~ 

42 comments:

  1. She's so pretty, congrats, Grace! :)

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  2. ha. first, great title...smiles. i think we do share the same dreams in many ways...have the same needs...they grow up so fast...congrats on the graduation...and cool connection you made as well with the luggage man up front...

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  3. Moving like that has to be overwhelming.. and great to have your children to see the changes through...

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  4. Grace, I loved this. The narrative was tight and proigressive not to mention poetic and I love the last line,'tilling the familiar road like my hand--'. It makes the poem reverberate about the memory and it begins again.>KB

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  5. This feels so wonderful to read Grace--congrats!

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  6. Where does the time go, Grace? Hard to fathom how fast they grow from child to teen and on to adulthood. What a beautiful girl she is! Wow, 3 inch heels!!! I am impressed that she can walk in these! Smiles.

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  7. A wonderful attitude. I've moved home so many times it became routine for many years.

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  8. Just gorgeous - the poem and your daughter. It's amazing how fast the world makes our children into adults. Made me think of my kids, and wish they were still little.

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  9. The mirrors! Like Proust's cookie, a glimpse and they continue to reveal another (the son packing) and another (the daughter's eagerness), and then your hand turns the wheel, wonderful hand, finds the place in the program, wonder. Wonderful poem.

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  10. LOVE those cream 3-inch shoes! Picture is darling. Your memory/present moment combo Makes me smile (and whoever else reads here). When lives of our children evoke happenings from so long ago, which seem like only last week, it is again an opportunity for gratitude, for all the good we have received.
    Thanks for such pleasant trip here.

    Canada, huh? Other side of the world from Naples, Florida!

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  11. Beautiful girl. Congratulations! Loved this :)

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  12. I truly loved this - congrats to her on the graduation :-)

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  13. smiles..congrats on the graduation - your daughter looks lovely - and you've been so brave to leave your home country and start anew in a foreign place - wow - that really takes a lot of courage

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  14. Oh, Grace! She is really lovely. Congrats on the graduation!

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  15. Wonderful story that is elevated with your artful sense. Lovely picture of your daughter. Congratulations.

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  16. What a beautiful tribute, congratulations, Grace!

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  17. Love the visual in the final line. Congratulations on the milestones - and good luck with your pending high schooler! ~ M

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  18. Nice to be able to tryout a new life with all the wonderful experiences in anticipation. The nearest I got was a day out at the Niagara Falls out of Buffalo. She's a pretty lass! Great take Grace!

    Hank

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  19. Awesome title, as it rhymed haha and yeah life flies by with many new challenges under the sky,turn left or right, it still takes flight.

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  20. The intersection of your past and the new arrival's turns sharply, for me signaling relief and how far, so quickly you all have moved. Love the title and your mingling of memories and images in a significant, moving way.

    Your daughter is lovely. I don't remember us looking half as confident or elegant.

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  21. Graduations are always so exciting and bittersweet at the same time. So excited for her!

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  22. Grace this is a lovely picture, congrats! your daugther is lovely!!

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  23. love this
    congratulations and blessings on a new journey ahead

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  24. Grace,

    First, loved the poem. Your daughter is lovely. Congratulations and may her journey be filled with joy as she enters High School. Also, wishing you peace and calm in this new chapter of life.

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  25. Beautiful poem; beautiful girls; beautiful photo. Thanks for sharing with us. :-)

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  26. Wow. She's quite a beautiful young woman. We Mom's can never believe that their childhood was barely yesterday. I like your poem that reminisces about a beginning, as you undergo yet another.

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  27. I loved the switches from the present to the past and the intertwining. Moving to a new country has to be one of the biggest moves you can make.

    Our children - they grow too quickly!

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  28. A fitting tribute to your daughter's graduation.

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  29. Aww, this is such a sweet poem. Milestones are so bittersweet. Your daughter is beautiful in her green dress. Now it's time to prepare for a new milestone of her beginning her high school years. Enjoy :-)

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  30. I love this poem...perfect before bedtime...a wonderful event and memory related
    Peace,
    Siggi

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  31. Lovely, and warm wishes to you both.

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  32. Lovely reminiscent piece of writing, Grace. Your daughter is gorgeous, and congrats.

    Pamela

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  33. This brought tears to my eyes, I see so much of my family in your writing. Congratulations. You have a beautiful daughter! As always, thank you and have a wonderful weekend!

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  34. Lovely daughter, lovely warm write :)~jackie~

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  35. Your daughter is beautiful...love the poem...memories and milestones can bring out the best in our writing

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  36. This makes me wonder what my mothers father felt when in 1905 he landed orphaned alone in Canada. How he felt as a 17 year old, how they took him straightaway to the army, after which he came here to work building Chevrolets and unions. Then him and granny commingling with my father's family which had been here since damn near the beginning of the colonies.

    Make those emigre memories institutional in your family Grace, never allow your children's children to forget from whence they have come or it is certain they will lose appreciation for where they are.

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  37. your daughter is the perdiest on that pic and also the most elegant :)

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  38. A poem of recollection. Tender and authentic. Love it!

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  39. There is so much woven into this poem. I love how it captures the idea of home and place.
    Well spun,
    Delaina

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