Friday, May 21, 2004
Poetry
MSNBC had a special called, "Lost Girls of China" on National Geographic Ultimate Explorer last night. Although there was very little new information for me, my emotions were hard to control as I saw families finally met a little girl from China. But there was also the sensitive issue of girls in China, the sad decision made by a birth parent.
A few weeks ago, a dear friend sent us the following poem published in a book called The Next Bend in the Road, by Michael Fried. The poet recently made a similar trip to China, evident in the beauty and angst of this poem.
The Send-Off
The hummingbird looks up from his flower punchbowl with an
expression of pure dazzlement.
The May morning is that perfect,
our eleven-month-old daughter in her Grandma's-gift
raspberry sundress is that astonishing.
She came here in stages
from Wuhan, China, where we adopted her
in the eye of a cyclone.
En route from the orphanage
all the while Anna slept in your arms
her birth mother's tears rose wavelike from the dusty earth
to speed us on our way.
(By the way, this amazing and informative program will be repeated on Saturday, June 26th at 8:00 p.m. on MSNBC, if you are interested in seeing it.)
A few weeks ago, a dear friend sent us the following poem published in a book called The Next Bend in the Road, by Michael Fried. The poet recently made a similar trip to China, evident in the beauty and angst of this poem.
The Send-Off
The hummingbird looks up from his flower punchbowl with an
expression of pure dazzlement.
The May morning is that perfect,
our eleven-month-old daughter in her Grandma's-gift
raspberry sundress is that astonishing.
She came here in stages
from Wuhan, China, where we adopted her
in the eye of a cyclone.
En route from the orphanage
all the while Anna slept in your arms
her birth mother's tears rose wavelike from the dusty earth
to speed us on our way.
(By the way, this amazing and informative program will be repeated on Saturday, June 26th at 8:00 p.m. on MSNBC, if you are interested in seeing it.)
# posted by lorrainegriffith @ Friday, May 21, 2004 
