The falcon women in my life

were born on islands:

my wife, Oahu, in the hospital

known for Pearl Harbor,

my mother Long Island of the hurricanes,

one grandmother, the policeman’s daughter,

Staten Island,

the other Sicily,

where Aetna rocked her girlhood.

Two great grandmothers in Ireland,

where one’s house was burned

in the troubles.


And I, who have spent so much time on

continents, would be lost for following

the sea, but islands give me bearings.



The above poem is from my verse collection On a Rainy Night, soon to be

released as a book through Amazon Kindle.

About jalesy55

Charles Lupia is a playwright, freelance writer and lawyer. His blogs cover a range of topics, from politics to entertainment.
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