As she posed she was telling me about the way that she learned English
The rides in the town that were fresh to her
The sensations that trembled her hands to the core
The boy that placed the circle on her finger
With a knot and a rare colour in his cheeks
The lines that formed and that she rubbed as I detailed her earnest
The wisdom placed within her palms
She spoke of cooking the delights in her kitchen, la cucina della Nonna
Touching the faces of her children on their entry into this journey
Una passegiata della vita
La mia vita
E ho trovato il mio cuore
Con le mie mane
The blue background never faded her
Releases her into a land of absolute beauty
Where the tracks of her life become my inspiration
And her hands reach into my searching soul
Author notes
Beautiful paintings may I say. I wish I had that talent so I could have painted my Nonna's hands like that before she passed away. This is a mixture of feelings that I evoked from the paintings and from you Daniela. Some Italian (my grammar might be terrible) and English to get that sense of nostalgia as well as rustic traditional senses of language. Tony.
Daniela I used both but probably more so Madre Lavoratrice (Mother Worker.
Written July 16th, 2005
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A contest entry
- A Grandmother's Hands (Contest) by Daniela Violin.
600 points, ended July 30, 2005, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Thanks I just found out now! Patty you are lovely. Tony.
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Congratulations, my friend, for your GOLD on your poem. Great job! Hugs, Patricia
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I totally agree with Stella Shall. I specially liked the beginning. It sounded so casual, then the depth of the voice dug deeper and deeper. The imageries were amazing as well. "The boy that placed the ring on her finger." THat was a fresh image put that way. Amazing. Hope there were more poems in AP like this.
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Thank you very much. Your words are always comforting. Tony.
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Absolutely beautiful
I am finding it hard to find the words tonight I went away and deliberated on this for quite a while because I was most impressed but knew not quite what to say this one is so special too such a mixture of sadness and beauty. i really love it when you speak Italian don't worry if it is not quite right because I would never know you could say anything and I would still think it sounded beautiful. This is just an exceptional piece this reminds me of Like Water for Chocolate for some reason this was one of my favourite books. -
Thank you very much. Tony.
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Tony, I am nearly speechless after reading this. I never knew either of my grandmothers, and I always felt that I missed out on such an important and loving piece of life. How beautiful your words. Hugs, Patricia
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Thank you very much. I'm sorry I made you weepy. Tony.
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Very lovely write Tony. I'm sure you miss her greatly. Awww ghee you made me go and get weepy! Wonderful write as usual.
~Dee
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