Migrated Culture Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Migrated Culture
Migrated Culture
In me there is something like blood
I brought in my heart after the flood
Next visit I searched, was not found
Sample of what I know deepen fond
Was removed and buried under mud
In me but it remains forever, is alive
The changes in old way, not in mind
Old is fresh till I live, in bones, heart.
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: flood, old,culture
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A second generation Italian in Canada cooks the way his father remembers from childhood...non-existing in modern Italy, now.
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