I  am (sounds)

susanna suchak

I am

factory whistles

soft brk brk of chickens

joyous gospel choirs


I am

Hulda`s song

rolling waves

cormorant cries

the hint of an Acadian accent


I am

lowing of cows coming home each evening

rustle of wildflowers

hum of bees in a September apple orchard


I am

heart beat rhythm of water drums

crackle of real sugar on snow each spring

wagon wheels rolling to a place unknown


I am

glacial wind

thundering wave

muted weeping of stunted trees

Gaelic hymns


I am

a cacophony of mysterious music

love songs in many languages

enveloped in the lullaby of every ancestor

this melody – my DNA


What sounds define you and your historic lineage?

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