Into Exile

Kosovar refugees fleeing their homeland. [Blace area, The former Yugoslav Republic of Macedonia]

I walk the old streets and realize
they tore down the Endicott Theater
to put up a savings bank
in the same space where Poppa and I
saw “Blood and Sand”.

And Fat Tony’s Luncheonette
where we’d stroll for a Mello Roll
or a Charlotte Russe after;
and Poppa is long gone
as well as my nine year old self
never to be seen again.

Which is why I admire those poets
who, whilst in exile
revealed the transience of life
so much better than I,
recalling in deep melancholy
what was, but is no longer seen.

Cranes flying o’re the Forbidden City
the gates of Kiev, Krakow or Jerusalem
a street in Homs or onion domes
they would never see again
walking on a warm Summer’s evening.

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About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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8 Responses to Into Exile

  1. beetleypete says:

    Something eternal about this one, Frank. Gets inside the soul.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. Jennie says:

    This is one of the best. Thank you!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. You’ve captured well the flux of our lives. We have to hold onto what really matters: our relationships with each other and Mother Earth that makes life possible.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. wfdec says:

    This is absolutely one of the best. May I repost it?

    Liked by 1 person

  5. wfdec says:

    Reblogged this on johnsstorybook and commented:
    There are many poems written and posted on the blogs we all follow. Some are good and some not so good. Sometimes there comes along one and you say, “I wish I’d written that.”
    I wish I’d written this one.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Elouise says:

    Achingly beautiful and sad. Also a snapshot of the way your own deep memories and perhaps griefs connect with those of others.
    Elouise

    Liked by 1 person

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