Wednesday, December 24, 2008

My Ancestors Take the Night Train across Europe

Your sister looks Italian though
my mother says randomly
(though she's always looked very English to me)
or Spanish perhaps,
where does the name Gratrix
come from anyway?

It's an ancient British name I explain
oh she continues well what about Train
that must be Scandinavian?

My paternal Grandmother's maiden name was Gratrix
My mother's maiden name was Train, another ancient British name

My mother's paternal grandfather was a station master and his surname was Train. His son married a Miss Driver. Thankfully they didn't go for a double-barrelled name.

Going Ancestral for Read Write Poem

and yes, that was a real conversation with my mother.

10 comments:

gautami tripathy said...

Good one!

Merry Christmas, Juliet!

symmetry in poetry or what?

Catherine said...

That's a fun poem. Hope you are having a great Christmas.

Linda Jacobs said...

I love capturing conversations! And your title is great!

Philip Thrift said...

or Spanish perhaps

I've read Brits with Mediterranean looks could have Celtic genes. But we're probably related, somehow!

Deb said...

Intriguing that the poem was a conversation with your mother. Wonderful that you captured it in a poem. Liked very much the interjections of the inner voice. The musings of what might or shouldn't have been.

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

Well done capturing the conversation with your mother. Also thought-provoking. My ancestors have taken metaphoric trains across Europe, Africa, and the red soils of Georgia. Good use of the train metaphor.

-Nicole

Anonymous said...

Names are interesting as is your approach through a conversation. Just as well he wasn't called train driver!

Anonymous said...

Been home to visit, have you?
Before I married, my last name was Ray, supposedly Scottish.

Sapna Anu B.George said...

Good to meet you and greet you here and have a great year ahead.

Anonymous said...

Quite an interesting poem based on fact. (At least no one was named "Caboose.") :)