Discovery!
by Patricia McGoldrick
Music of ancestors and Irish descendants—
That’s what I learned in grade 3
When Mrs. G. taught us to sing I’se the bye.
So many years later
on a summer family vacation
I met the people who sang these songs
From the west coast to the northern tip
I discovered
Newfoundland’s
Wildflowers and whales
Melt-in-your-mouth pastry
Partridge berries
Bakeapple jars of jam
Seafood chowder
Catfish and codfish
Kitchen parties
Viking settlements
Magma on Gros Morne Mountain
Former fijords at Western Brook Pond.
It is all digitized now on the machine* but in that summer
We learned about the loss of the cod fishery from a son who showed us
The lobster traps and the nets and the old shacks
We saw and felt and touched the artifacts of days gone by
Near green mountains with spots of snow
Rippling waters
Misty hazy foggy weather over bogs
nestling practically perfect pitcher plants,
Growing there, in the rich peat soil of Newfoundland,
With not so purple flowers, in the real.
*machine—Newfoundland slang for a computer
Patricia McGoldrick is a Kitchener, ON, Canada poet writer who is inspired by the everyday. Patricia is a member of The Ontario Poetry Society and the League of Canadian Poets. Visit her blog at patriciamcgoldrickdotcom or on Twitter @pmcgoldrick27.