Abandoned by my ancestors. If anything I fear I (we) have abandoned them. I also have my roots digging into Welch soils! I am currently reading the Kalevala. And incidentally this Substack a namesake is a Welch word describing our longing to be home.
Painful and beautiful. You said you're offering an incompetent prayer, but to me this sounds like a prayer most competent.
Thank you, Ramona. I’ll remember this tomorrow at dawn. And sing with more gusto with the overconfident birds:) All blessings:::
Amazing poem, Gregory. So relatable.
I'm sorry you feel abandoned by your ancestors. I feel like mine are goading me on, especially the Welsh ones.
Oh no no no. I most certainly do not feel
Abandoned by my ancestors. If anything I fear I (we) have abandoned them. I also have my roots digging into Welch soils! I am currently reading the Kalevala. And incidentally this Substack a namesake is a Welch word describing our longing to be home.
I'm glad your Welsh ancestors are goading you on too, Gregory. Sorry to have misinterpreted your words. What a beautiful meaning to a beautiful word.
Id love to learn more from you regarding your relationship with your ancestors, how you nourish this relationship, etc. if you are ok to share.
I only know two previous generations, and they were pretty staunch activists. Not too much to tell.
Beyond despair. Beyond grief. Beyond hope. What is on the other side of what has already been exhaustively defined? Holding the tension...