Seafaring Foreigner
Seafaring Foreigner
In steerage on a steamer with
Figs conceiving in Vesuvian soil
Hidden in a pot of a sturdy trunk
Made of hope and adventure. Fear of
Sights unseen and joys unbeknownst
Of sons and daughters yet.
Hazy canyons of skyscraping giants
Overshadow brick row houses
Hard at work, ethnic pride
Shameful bathing, worn-in
Clothing and nourishment
Beyond the return to
Much worse.
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