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1973
It’s 1973
i have authentic white tiny flowers in my hair
the way i was supposed to live
walking for my aunt, down the tiny cobblestone roads
in the middle of summer, following the gorgeous bride,
in the village, my parents were born and fell in love,
singing Greek songs in the open air,
watching how the Mediterranean sun plays golden tricks
on my mother’s short 70’s crew cut.
It’s 1979
on the plane with my dad
emergency landing to tend to the sick
his father is dying and everyone is talking about
olive trees. my hair is too short for Europe
my knees too knobby but everyone loves my accent
they say i’m beautiful
i sleep at the top of the hill with my cousin Mimika
and two other cousins have my name and moles.
I find it weird that we all look alike yet no one sees
the sun’s brilliance like me
or notices how the moon shines at twelve years old.
they want all my clothes and look at the brand names
while i care more about the sky and my grandmother’s sad eyes.
she likes to hug me like it’s the last time she will
every hug feels like her last hug.
i felt death hug me when she squeezed and kissed me like that.
we sleep in the afternoon or climb out the window to play with the hens.
It’s 1991
everyone my father loved has died
I’m backpacking through Europe with my best friend
and we visit my childhood
but it’s so long gone,
i slept all through Paros
Santorini saw all our dirty laundry
Pensioni Andre had no mirrors
so we hid well
under the sun’s rays.
Every day lasted forever
every love a lifetime.
It’s 1998
I’m three months pregnant in Agadir
and doing some kind of pregnancy test
it feels like this baby will live
and he does.
my life will never be the same again
i’m a mother
now.
It’s 2001
the ultrasound indicates it’s a girl
and i cry like a baby
praying she’ll stay warm and safe
and never leave me stranded.
with blood and tears.
it’s 2011
everyone sees Greece through the eyes of my children
and we love each other madly
every year
every ocean
brings us closer
to death
and the cup we were
meant to drink
together
and
finally alone
is full of memories
and our future is still
full of dreams.
he says no matter how old you are
you are always young to me
you never age.
i love you.
these are the years that grab me
make me cry to our song
and i sign death certificates.
i grab hold of my soul
and shake it a bit
then i silence it.
you thought you knew me
but truly it’s 1973
and the sun is the brightest i’ve ever witnessed
and my mother’s beauty haunts me.
Comments:
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This is an amazing piece Chrissy. You are still beautiful…in 2015.
wow, that made my day x
🙂
So amazing. ..beautiful
This is wonderful!
Thank you Christine, hugs x
My pleasure Lovely. Hugs back. x
Have to agree with the above two comments!
thank you so much x
This …. this… I don’t know the words. Maybe the best I’ve seen.
well I’m humbled you think that x
Reblogged this on Christina Strigas.
That was a very poignant journey through your life, Chrissy.
glad you enjoyed Erika x
I appreciate it a lot that you made us part of your history, Chrissy! Thank you.
I appreciate you and your lovely kind words. Bless you x
Chrissy …my breath has been taken , my heart …your words bring a sense of wonder so fearless and unbridled …and well , tender , of terror and celebration . Love , megxxx
thank you Meg, I’m touched by your comment x much love
Chrissy, you have really touched me with this!
thank you for telling me x
I’m blown away…that doesn’t happen often! Hats off!
thank you so much x
it was my pleasure to read your lovely poetry.
much love back to you Eric, been going through some personal shit so it’s taking me a while to get back here. so glad you enjoyed that. x
You are a brilliant poet. I’m always in awe of your work. I’m sorry about the person stuff. I hope it calms down for you soon. All my best. <3
I wish the same for you. Thanks Eric. x
you’re welcome and thank you for reading always x
This social media thing can get ugly, and you are never that. x
Likewise x
My emo’s are broke so “hat’s off”!
You lit up my heart x
x…that’s all I can ask! <3
Wow! you are no only a special writer ,poet ,but a marvellous and soulful human woman strong ,beautiful and Brilliant ;Thank you for sharing this Gem ; it’s so wonderfully written it brings a tear to ones eye !!
thanks Ron, appreciate you reading my poetry and always for your support here and on Twitter. x
So moving.
Thank you for visiting & commenting. That is the poem that most people seem to connect with. It’s in my chapbook which I just published.
Thank you Nick, this has left me speechless. Humbled you wrote this. Xo