Recently I have started to create a website called Whealton Family Tree, which I’ll describe further in a different posting or you can visit the Whealton Family Tree site here.
An interesting coincidence, as I write this, was to receive a copy of a poetry anthology called “Simple Vows.” It was a few years back when this came out. I had moved around a bit and had not received a copy of this publication. It was significant because my poem “Genealogy” was published in the anthology. This was significant to find my poem in an anthology with great poets, including poets that are well known from high school and college poetry anthologies… poets like Ezra Pound and Shelby Stephenson.
Genealogy
Self history in quest of
self knowledge brought me
today
to this
church cemetery.
A certain history
made visible to me today.
I saw my last name – Whealton -
etched on so many stones…
markers of my heritage…
written here
and here and on a stone next to this one,
and over there, and there and there and
there…
Why were my ancestors put into the ground,
like plants?
From dust thou art -
it says in the bible,
and to dust one must return…
but there is no such thing as death.
I see my ancestors
immortalized on tombstones
with the marker Whealton – the name I share.
Will I live on as well, through
my writing? I wonder.
This road I travled…
this land I’ve seen
- as I sought to discover this place-
seems too quiet – too deserted…
a town of ghosts, but here
my ghosts tell me nothing.
I imagine I’ve found a ghost town.
Up front, within the church that my
great-great grandfather built
I observe
signs - pictures – of recent visitations.
Names, and faces in picture albums
found inside the doorway…
descendants of those names
on the stones.
What did I come to find?
A place holding clues to my heritage?
or something more,
something I could touch
and see…
a certain hard stone’s proof?
(proof of what?)
Stones that need for nothing,
not sun or food,
nor water
to hold their forms
and their names.
All I found was dust – along
the roads and among the stone markers.
By Bruce M Whealton, Jr.
