The ride to the country is uneventful
Except that I feel a little like
A man riding inside a cannon ball.
Yuliya's father Igor drives
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Dear Mike, I think you may have not given this poem its due with your 2nd comment although your first comment felt much more in tune with the poem. You will recall that you really liked my poem One Man's Miracle and gave it a 10. What I have only just realized myself, your lack-luster 2nd comment not withstanding, is that not only is this poem not simply a fluff piece, it is actually the spiritual parent of my poem One Man's Miracle. Compare the poems side by side and I think you may get that the two poems are almost identical. What you dismiss as a fleeting moment of a poet's reflective joy can also be seen as the ultimate insight, that experiencing God's Love can be found every day in the most simple of human interactions, even in the generosity of friends. Surely that is why you found the last 5 lines so heartwarming on your first read? !
Brian, I found this very descriptive so much so I felt myself there present in the unfolding story. I marveled at the last five lines a truly heartwarming ending to this saga. Thanks for sharing!
I enjoyed this poem the way I enjoy a passage in a book of memories or a travel journal or a collections essays. It really A Day in the Life of ____ -type composition, showing the differences between Russians and us but also celebrating (there is no more appropriate word!) the commonalities that make us all potential friends. I like the keen sense of a journey being taken that you convey - I enjoyed the details of contemporary Russian life and it made realize once again how much more stuff we have in our USA society but we are still like your hosts - a bunch of nuclear families making their way their life together, AND FISHERMEN ARE THE SAME THE WORLD OVER!