Wednesday, 11 September 2024

Dad's birthplace

There were twenty-five or more farms here

wee farms filled with orchards, berries, hazel trees,

veg, grain

cows sheep pigs

horses

and semi-wild cats

Wolves howled in the distance at night


in western Ukraine when it was part of Poland

though the animals weren't to know that


after the deportations

then the massacre of those who weren't deported

they burned down all the houses

chopped down all the trees

hungrily ate all the animals


and when the communists formally took ownership

of the land

they turned it all into one giant grain field


it was hard to imagine it as it once was

when my cousin and I visited it

before the war in Ukraine,

easier to imagine the deportation and massacres

as they are being re-enacted on film in the news

in our own time.

I am particularly pleased that my dad and his two sisters

died before the current invasion.

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