Hong Kong Connection

Sharing another poem of mine for poetry month.


 Hong Kong Connection

What was her lot?
How and when did she reach this island melting pot?
She continues to elude me,
this Chinese great-grandmother,
hiding in genealogical databases.

Futile searches.
Secrets forever buried
with my father’s forgotten stories.
I wasn’t a recorder of memories then;
too young to know the importance
of fleeting words.

Hong Kong memories.
Tsang or Sang?
Confronting at last,
my Asian past.

Copyright 2013 Yasmin Morais

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