From Recollections

Emigration Journey

Over the clouds I sped,
seated within
a steel charger,
homeless like a dog.
Time passed vaguely,
grey bereft of measure, swallowing distance.
I thought of my dearest, their faces, eyes,
and sadness, like a shroud
enveloped my heart.
Tears flowed from my eyes, muddled thoughts,
numerous problems tangled knots.
Should disentangle them, leave memories be,
and for the road
frame them
like a picture.
What is to be?
Will I be able to unravel the problems?
What will life be
in this new
land?

Teresa Dębek
Sydney 1990

Translated by Irena Wojak

Teresa Debek came to Australia in 1980, settled in Sydney.  Several of her poems have been published in Australia and overseas.