Tinker Posted March 13, 2019 Share Posted March 13, 2019 Al HagopianA name from my childhood,let me tell you about him.He was my Dad’s best friend,Armenian by birth and passion,glistening dark eyes, bear hugs,open laughter and big family gatherings,platters of strange yummy food.I thought of him today while watchinga movie,”Promise”, about Armenian genocide by the Turks.Now I wonder, did his family immigrate here fleeing the horror? ~~Judi Van GorderNotes: ▼ Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted March 16, 2019 Share Posted March 16, 2019 Hi Tink A lot in this poem. There is a lot of 'surface' in 'knowing' people and then a little knowledge may glimpse below that surface. Of course, age gives time for reflection and childhood innocence is lost. Sadly, the latest news from New Zealand tells us that 'horror' has no national boundaries. best badge Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted March 16, 2019 Share Posted March 16, 2019 Can only concur with badge. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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