- Grandma Ling
Amy Ling
If you dig that hole deep enough,
you’ll reach China, they used to tell me,
a child in a back yard in Pennsylvania.
- In Taiwan I first met Grandma.
- Before she came to view, I heard
her slippered feet softly measure
the tatami floor with even step;
the aqua paper-covered door slid open
and there I faced
my five foot height, sturdy legs and feet,
square forehead, high cheeks and wide-set eyes;
my image stood before me,
acted on by fifty years.
- She spoke a tongue I knew no word of,
and I was sad I could not understand,
but I could hug her.
Grandma Ling 
