Ae fond kiss

Twice I cried today, though once was prolonged, on the citadel above Halifax where everything I saw and remembered reminded me of the lapses in my own emotional accounting of what I owed, and to whom. And once, this evening, as we listened to the beautiful Scottish singer, Rachel Sermanni, sing a song I tried to sing when I took voice lessons, “Ae Fond Kiss” by the complicated and extraordinary Robert Burns:

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever!

Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!

Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee,

Warring sighs and groans I’ll wage thee!

All day I have felt those heart-wrung tears, in the Public Gardens, on Citadel Hill, over pizza at the wonderful Piatto Pizzeria, remembering early life with my parents, my brothers, while my patient and lovely husband held my hand.


~ by theresakishkan on September 19, 2013.

5 Responses to “Ae fond kiss”

  1. Oh my! (in the best way possible) xo

  2. And this morning, at the Canadian Museum of Immigration, seeing passenger lists for my grandmother and her five children in 1913, for John’s family who came from England in 1953. Boy, talk about memory lane…

  3. Even though I do not always comment on your posts , I always truly enjoy all that you write and look forward to reading each one. So many things you write about resonate in deep places ~ you are so obviously a very sensitive, thoughtful and reflective person and love your way with the written word~ This particular post echoes so much my own feelings regarding those in my family who have gone ~ most especially the recent and traumatic passing of my mother~ I feel so often these days the call of my ancestors ~ almost all of them hailing originally from England and a few from Scotland and one Irish grandmother~(as well as two Native Americans) although, my family have been in America since the early 1600’s . Thank you for sharing your personal stories about your family~ Lovely finding someone who shares such a similar viewpoint and /or responses to so many things.

    • I’m so glad to hear that these resonate with you. Language can often do so much — until it can’t. Until we’re faced with its limits. Thanks for taking the time to comment.

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