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What My Arms Can Carry
What My Arms Can Carry
What My Arms Can Carry
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What My Arms Can Carry

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What My Arms Can Carry is Gianna Patriarca's fourth book of poetry. She returns to the themes she explored first in the award winning Italian Women and Other Tragedies (Guernica Editions 1994) - the dislocation wrought on the lives of immigrants and the children of immigrants, the dream of returning "that dream for another lifetime," the deep pearl of memory. {Guernica Editions}
LanguageEnglish
PublisherGuernica
Release dateJan 1, 2005
ISBN9781550714500
What My Arms Can Carry
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Gianna Patriarca

Gianna Patriarca was born in Italy and immigrated in 1960 as a child. Her publications include seven books of poetry and one children's book. Her first collection, Italian Women and Other Tragedies, was runner-up to the Milton Acorn People's Poetry Award and in 2009 was translated into Italian and launched at the university of Bologna and Naples. My Etruscan Face was shortlisted for the Bressani Literary Award in 2009. Her work is extensively anthologized in many Canadian, American and Italian publications, and is on university course lists in all three countries. Her work has also been adapted for the stage and for CBC radio drama, and has been part of the documentary Pier 21 with TLN. She lives and works in Toronto.

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    What My Arms Can Carry - Gianna Patriarca

    GIANNA PATRIARCA

    WHAT MY ARMS CAN CARRY

     ESSENTIAL POETS SERIES 133

    GUERNICA

    Toronto – Buffalo – Lancaster (U.K.) 2005

    Contents

    What My Arms Can Carry 

    Street of Widows 

    My Mother Wants 

    The Neighbourhood Is Changing 

    Basements 

    Johnny’s Street 

    Missing 

    Woman Behind the Wall 

    Mothers and Breasts 

    Our Worlds 

    Nostalgia 

    The Winter I Was Ten 

    The Anniversary, Nov. 16 

    Saint Joseph 

    Franky’s Girl 

    Dundas and Sackville 

    The Cuba Poem 

    Spanish Steps 

    Piazza Navona 

    This Necessary City 

    Cimitero, Ceprano 

    A Song for Saro 

    Torch Song 

    A Night After the Rosary 

    Faith 

    Poetry as Prophet 

    Some Priests 

    Perché ti amo 

    The Student 

    Marzo 21, 2003 

    Angels 

    The Girls at Hotel Tre Stelle 

    The Married Man 

    His Wife 

    Dead Woman at the Window 

    Costantino’s Garden 

    A Man Named Pete 

    In the End, Bonita 

    Something Brand New 

    Analyze 

    Romance of Fools 

    On a Country Road 

    Falling 

    Void 

    Bella 

    The Women I Am 

    Too Much 

    Cuore 

    Vita 

    The Perfume 

    The Dandelion 

    What I Miss 

    Sempre 

    Maggie/Peggie 

    Ceprano/Carnevale 

    Invisible 

    Ritorno 

    These poems are for my cousins

    Maria Grazia and Liliana Nalli,

    because your hearts live with me in Toronto

    and mine lives with you in Ceprano.

    In memory of my cousin Linda

    and for all women who have suffered violence.

    Acknowledgements

    I want to thank my publisher Antonio D’Alfonso and Guernica Editions for their continued support. A sincere thank you to the Ontario Arts Council, to my friends and family who inspire me and a special thank you to my husband Andrew for his patience and love. Some of these poems appeared in a limited short collection entitled The Invisible Woman, by LyricalMyrical. Thank you to Luciano Iacobelli. The Neighbourhood Is Changing was published in the magazine Accenti in 2002.

    A tutti i miei amici in Italia, grazie per i ricordi, le risate, la storia.

    You must grieve for this right now, 

    you have to feel this sorrow now,

    for the world must be loved this much 

    if you’re going to say I lived . . .

    Nazim Hikmet

    Dance with me . . . dance with me . . . 

    we are the song . . . we are the music . . . 

    Dance with me . . .

    Nikki Giovanni

    The call of memory no longer makes 

    me sad.

    I have no complaints about 

    memories.

    In fact, I have no complaints 

    about anything,

    not even my heart

    aching nonstop like a big tooth.

    Nazim Hikmet

    What My Arms Can Carry

    how do i package

    the weight of my heart

    i will take with me

    what my arms can carry

    a suitcase

    a handful of photographs 

    the cotton shawls

    my grandmother crocheted 

    with the dimming light

    of her dark blue eyes

    i will take with me

    my grandfather’s watch 

    on the silver chain

    the carved wooden handle 

    of his bent cane

    these things

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