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My Swiss Sunday Mourn

by Tony Whitaker

breathe deep alpenhorns

so far away I was born

-my Swiss Sunday mourn


Author's Note: Been here 4 months and I love Switzerland. But I still miss my old friends and family...

Posted on 07/27/2008
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 07/30/08 at 11:59 PM

You have used a Swiss icon of sorts as a great backdrop for mixed emotions.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/07/09 at 03:07 PM

Learned a new word: alpenhorn. I had seen them and heard them (or recordings of them) but didn't know what they were called. I can hear the deep breath of your (then) new home and the echo of Carolina in the morn. Ah to be in Switzerland on a Sunday morning! Breathe in its cool clean air, enjoy it, then exhale back here so we can all have a few of those cool molecules.

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