Making It...

As we enter the 2018 fall season, I am reminded of the unpredictable weather patterns in New York during the past summer and the FIFA World Cup highlights. When my memory retreats back to June, the melody from ‘Seven Nation Army’ by White Stripes dictates a more gingerly walking pace. The beat places me in a semi-trance to college playing days.

Soccer is the symbol of the global game. It promotes fair play and it is one of the few sports where young children are consistently walking out with players from the starting line-up. Soccer presents spectators with rules of life on and off pitch. After reading the opening paragraph and past blogs, a reader can attest to my interest in analyzing soccer from multiple lenses. Soccer will be the focus of my next writing project.

The stories of the four women will be a constant focal point. The narratives offer a transdisciplinary framework for analysis. Finding Patterns: Traveling Four Women’s Paths was also recorded on youtube this past summer. You can find the recording at:

The recording begins and ends with two poems that were inspired by the women’s narrative stories. In 2016 at many of the book events, I would share the poem below because it blends the language of the four women and their immigrant experiences. 

Title: “Advice from a grandmother’s mother: la mamma della nonna—con un ex”

--Una volta si nasce e una volta si muore

One time you’re born and one time you’re dead

 

 War babies

Babble Below Marina Shark

 

--Imparati l’arte e mettelo al’ parte

Learn your trade and put it on the side

 

New York

Trade school and wholesale fabric

 

--Chi va piano va lontano

Who goes slow goes far

 

Speak Airola

The blood drips from the dollar

 

--La capa `e chiamato cocozza

Your head is called a pumpkin (It’s empty; it has no taste)

 

On the border

Dance tarantella and eat taralle

 

--Fa bene e scrodati. Fa male e pensaci

Do good and forget about it. Do bad and think about it.

 

Guilted space

Count the stops, join the parade

 

--Un pane sta `e spezzando

The loaf of bread is breaking

 

In the street

The stray dog takes his last breath

 

--Una vecchia era cento anni e allora si imparava

The old woman was one hundred years old and she was still learning

 

Tires pushing puddles

Splatter on the natural canvas

Thrashing branches rancored

My poor trees

I cry for the tossed leaves,

the distressed particles clinging and circling

waving mercilessly, utterly shaken

Resisting the uproot

as sandy’s gale gusto rallies

through park place’s hourglass

--Non hai bisogno di un indovino per vedere il futuro

You don't need a fortune teller to view the future

 

Next stop

Grazie


These expressions and their descriptors are timeless and connect to groups collectively. The immigrant experience was a topic of discussion during the 2018 World Cup; immigration impacts all countries. The four women’s narratives are signifiers and markers to help understand and interpret the changes in patterns across borders—as many make the journey or simply ‘make it’—the outcome for individuals are of great importance.

During the upcoming months, poetry that was created from the four women’s stories will frame the blog posts—as poetry invites further analysis of the world we live in. Please let me know your thoughts.

 

**Upcoming Events:

Tune in on Saturday, October 13, 2018 to WRHU 88.7 FM at 12:30 p.m.
Author's Talk: Celebrating Finding Patterns: Traveling Four Women's Paths by: J. Pace (Pub. Nov. 2016). I am looking forward to being a guest on Josephine Maietta's show.
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