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Valdnyc

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Valdnyc

Yet in the plane, a bitter taste in my mouth, my heart beat risen,
 everything getting even worse -- the feeling of escaping.
Escape to know a whole new world,
from leaving my dusty country boots,
changing my culture, language, sceneries, people
but mostly, taking off the mask of a girl and changing it for a woman's.
A woman without parents, friends, siblings,
A woman alone in the big apple.

I  left my little South American  city, Valdivia,  
 arrived to the world's cosmopolitan capital.
I changed my rural roads, covered in dust
for streets with thousands of  modern vehicles.
The wooden houses were now impressive buildings,
and the echo of a flummox 2009
got sometimes confused with millions of voices, accents,
faces, skin colors, souls. 

It was a year spent in the most popular city
where countries around the world meet as brothers
where avenues separate china from Italy
and where a huge park looked like home.
For a whole year green trees were changed for green signs,
People -- walking souls -- always in a rush
It was New York  the city where my memories were left
and it is Valdivia were I bring them back.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 10/4/2010 9:42:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week at PoetrySoup Ruth. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/4/2010 3:58:00 AM
This is raw gritty poetry one of the best pieces ive read in a while and I read a lot ... brava and applause thank you for sharing the big Apple congrates on being featured this week thorughly enjoyed the read love Jayne
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Date: 10/3/2010 5:19:00 PM
excellent words again thank you [duncan]
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Date: 10/1/2010 12:38:00 PM
Ruth, this is the best transition poem I have read in while. It is not only inspiring, but may cause a whole genre of writing that produces honesty a product of comparison across the global spectrum of views. Welcome to Poetrysoup, I would be honored to have you as friend, drop in anytime my talented friend.
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Date: 10/1/2010 11:32:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, and lots of inspiration Ruth. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/1/2010 11:10:00 AM
Very scenic write on travel..very enjoyed..Michael
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