Back To The Start… #DVersePoets

So it started with a broken laptop. Or maybe it started with your brother, pointing you towards a target, that wasn’t me by any means, but I was somewhere on the other side of it.

Or maybe it started with an offer made to my Grandfather, which he passed onto my mother and her new husband. Or maybe it started with a newspaper ad, Welshmen need not apply. Or maybe it started in Ireland, with a broken engagement and a ferry ticket.

Or maybe we are so far from the start there is no point loosing myself on the path back to it.

The sun rose again,

and the weather changed its tune

but that’s not the start.

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37 Comments

  1. What I adored about this piece was all the scintillating tidbits of your history and life, connected by DNA and happenstance, each tweaking my interest, each begging for back story; excellent job.

    1. Thank you. I’ve actually written some of those backstories and posted them on the blog, and included others in my book. I do wonder if people will get sick of me going ‘let me tell you about another member of my family!’

    1. Thank you. I’ve quite literally written a whole collection based on snippets of my history so I was worried that I was perhaps flogging a dead horse by this point.

  2. So many beginnings…..especially as we go back beyond our lifetimes, to our ancestors’. Loved your poem.

      1. You might lose a few along the way 😉 I read that scientists studying DNA have linked us all back to one specific pair of human ancestors!

  3. Interesting the way you teased with the little bits of family tales and the mysterious not knowing beginnings or endings

    Happy New Year

    Much🎆love

    1. Happy New Year to you too.
      I did a family tree a while back, and on my mother’s side it goes back hundreds of years, (back to 1066 if you believe the family stories). It always makes me wonder, what if one person had chosen differently, how would those ripples play out.

  4. Loved this! A genealogists dream . . . or nightmare. This made me think of trying to find the beginning of a morning glory plant that had run amok in our yard years ago. We’d pull and pull on a vine and the attached root, but it was never the main root, the beginning.

  5. ah….the fun, the frustration, the challenges, the disappointments, the excitement of tracking back…trying to go backwards to discover. I’m thinking of the ancestry and 23and me tests that are so popular right now that trace back to our beginnings….and the people who suddenly find something shocking in the results. There’s a comfort sometimes in the past — Swedish pancake tradition, cherishing our heritage….but there can also be a space suddenly, when we do something or say something and we go “oh oh”….that’s my mother coming out in me! (If it’s a part of her we do not want in ourselves!). Well, you’ve got me thinking here….and that is sure the effect of good writing! 🙂
    Enjoyed this one!

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