Lost in Translation

Native tongue of first generation,
currency of community,
adapted by their children
with bilingual finesse,
is still familiar,
and yet foreign,
to their heirs,
and now
lost

Day Thirty of 2016 NaPoWriMo.
The prompt for today from napowrimo.net is to translate a poem into English.  This poem may be off prompt, but it considers a situation in which that ability is lost.
Nonet ~ a poem of nine lines and a syllable pattern of 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1, with rhyme optional

NaPoWriMo2016_30

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5 thoughts on “Lost in Translation

  1. It disappears so quickly. I had great-grandparents on both sides who were immigrants. My mother spoke a little Spanish, but for my parents’ generation it was mostly gone. (K)

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