Approaching Ellis Island |
Welcome to Artistic Interpretations. This time around, the theme is "Immigrant Portraits".
The Challenge is wide open - any style or form of poetry. I do request that all poetry be new to this challenge. I prefer you respond to these images or text, however, if you have a unique image you would like to use, I am open to that. If the poetic content involves current political issues, I ask that all comments be directed toward the poet's artistic ability/written word and not segway into a political debate or negative commentary.
Perhaps it will be fun to write a fictional narrative, or maybe do some research and write a poem based on a non-fictional story from the past. If you are blessed with a family member's history of an immigration journey (it doesn't have to be to America) passed down, please write about it.
Maybe there is a recipe that was handed down from the old country, and it evokes a memory... Maybe the portrait staring back at you elicits an emotional response... Like I said, this prompt is wide open. Have fun. Feel free to write and link more than one poem.
I apologize for the large quantity of photos - but I wanted to give the widest range of inspiration that I could.
Mr. Linky is at the bottom of this post and as always, please visit the other poets!
note: I took all of these photos with my camera - photography is allowed in the Ellis Island Museum. The portraits are huge and it is hard to get a good quality image as there is a light above most of them - I did my best with my iPhone. Most of the paragraphs below are from signs posted in the museum as well and their content is scattered throughout this post.
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Augustus F. Sherman, a U.S. Immigration Service employee on Ellis Island from 1892-1925, was also an amateur photographer. Sherman generally asked immigrants to pose for the camera dressed in their native costumes. His collection of over 135 images provides an extraordinary record of the many nationalities who came to the United States during the peak years of immigration.
Ellis Island Hospital |
Martha Strahm, a Swiss immigrant in 1920, interviewed in 1983: "Two year-old Walter took sick and was admitted to the hospital. He was there six weeks and died on February 9, 1921. We were confined on Ellis Island those six weeks. Our days there were very long days and only one of us could go visit ou sick boy for five minutes, once a week. We had to put on a gown as we were not allowed close to him... Ou boy died ten minutes after 11:00 pm and we had to spend the night there. After all these years the picture in my mind is so clear when they took him down the hall wrapped in a sheet."
Slovak Mother & Children
Augustus F. Sherman collection
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Young Russian Jew, 2905 Lewis W. Hine collection |
Records dating from 1900 show that over 3,500 people, including more than 1,400 children, died on Ellis Island. Burials were arranged by either friends or relatives, charity associations, or, as a last resort, by an undertaker contracted by the Immigration Service. Though death was a far more frequent occurrence, births too were part of the hospital routine. Over 355 babies were born on Ellis Island.
Algerian Immigrant Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Italian Immigrants, 1905 Lewis W. Hines collection |
Greek Soldier Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Jewish Immigrant (possibly from Syria or Armenia), 1926 Lewis W. Hines collection |
Women and children received special care as well. They were served snacks of warm milk and crackers every afternoon and evening.
Gypsy family from Serbia Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Immigrant aid societies tried to protect new arrivals from these predators, who prowled the Battery looking for recruits. Social workers escorted their charges from Ellis Island directly to the safety of a society's office, where the newcomers could apply for jobs that paid decent wages.
Mexican Woman, 1915 Institute of TX Cultures |
Isabella Mendoza, a Mexican immigrant in 1915, quoted in Morrison and Zabusky, "American Mosaic", E.P. Dalton, 1980: "We went to the border and came across. We didn't have no paper, no nothing.. but in those days it wasn't so hard. My aunt knew someone who knew a guard at the bridge, and she went up and started to talk to the guard, an she gave him eight dollars. And while they were talking, my mother took me on her shoulders and waded through the river on the other side. It wasn't so deep then; the water just came up to her shoulders. And when we got up on the other side, my aunt stopped talking to the guard and he let her go across because she'd paid him the eight dollars."
Chinese Immigrant Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Finish Stowaway, 1926 Lewis W. Hine collection |
Danish Immigrant Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Albanian Woman, 1905 Lewis W. Hine collection |
Regarding the above photo, the photographer noted: This woman is wearing her native costume. At times the island looked like a costume hall with the multicolored, many-styled national costumes.
F. L. Dingley, "European Emigration, Gov. Printing Office, 1890: "The United States is El Dorado as never before... Men walk 100 miles by devious and obscure routes and byways... to find some road that leads to the United States. All roads no longer lead to Rome, but all highways and seaways lead to America."
English Family, arrived on S.S. Adriatic, 1908 Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Georgian Immigrants Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Ellis Island had a dual reputation among immigrant groups. Th anxiety over inspection and detention often caused emotional scenes - a chaotic mixture of fright and despair giving way to joy and relief. For the 98% who were permitted to land in the United States, Ellis Island was an Isle of Hope. Many families were reunited here after having been separated for years. The place in the main building where immigrants first saw their American relatives and friends well deserved its epithet, "The Kissing Post of America."
For the 2% of the arrivals who were excluded and sent back to their points of embarkation, Ellis Island was a bitter Isle of Tears. Though 2% may sound insignificant, sometimes it translated into over 1,000 exclusions a month. The "excluded" were immigrants being sent back to their ports of embarkation without ever having entered the United States. Most of these excluded appeared unable to work or support themselves. They were called "L.P.C.'s" short for "liable to become public charges." Many others were denied entry because they were suffering from a contagious disease (or psychiatrically unsound) or were suspected of being contract laborers.
Lapp Immigrant Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Women from Guadeloupe, French West Indies arrived on the S. S. Korona, 1911 Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Hundreds of people from many diverse cultures were served three meals a day in the large, tiled dining room. According to most contemporary observers, the meals were plain but wholesome. Though boiled beef, stewed prunes, and baked beans were the restaurant's staples, many immigrants also remember eating American favorites such as ice cream, bananas, an white bread.
Romanian Immigrant Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Swedish Immigrant Augustus F. Sherman collection |
Leaving the Homeland ... |
By the late 19th century, a transportation revolution made travel easier and faster. Immigrants could take trains from village to seaport and then board a steamship to cross the ocean. Many of them made th trip several times, working in America, saving their money, and then going home again. It is estimated that as many as 1/3 of the immigrants traveled back and forth, some finally staying in the old country, others settling in the United States.
Bertha Devlin, an Irish immigrant in 1923, interviewed in 1985: "Well we didn't have anything to do in Ireland, there was no work. And, you didn't want to be poor all your life. You could have married an old farmer if you wanted to and stay there for the rest of your life, and work on that old farm. I could have done that. But I wasn't about to do that. He had a mother and a father and I'd have to go in and live with them and do as they told me to do... So I said, "Goodbye, I'll see you later."
Very cool prompt, Margaret. The photos and stories are amazing.
ReplyDeleteWonderfully prepared and offered to the pond, Margaret. Sorry that I couldn't get free of a nagging quote and asking what betrayal--what moral redefinition--gives us permission to refuse the tired, the poor, the huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
ReplyDeleteI Linked an oldie, written 2015, its autobiographical; but i will come back in later, when I've sorted out my ideas for a new poem
ReplyDeleteHappy Thursday to all in the garden today, thanks for a stunning prompt Margaret
much love...
Changed my mind, I'll save my contribution for another challenge.
ReplyDeleteI just went on another trip to Ellis Island. A friend visited from Canada and she had never been. The experience is never dulled by how many times I've been, seeing the shock at the sight of the suitcases, of the shoes, of the examination rooms... it's eye-wetting and heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteLoved the challenge, Margaret❤️ I chose to write about my paternal grandparents and their immigration during 1947 Indo-Pak partition (in my own subtle and sweet way) Happy Thursday y'all ❤️
ReplyDeleteI will join later... it's late here... but those pictures and stories that I've read makes this an inspiring prompt-
ReplyDeletegreat prompt Thank you
ReplyDeleteI just got home (almost 10pm) and have read a few of your amazing responses. I will be back tomorrow morning to add mine and finish reading and responding to yours! Thank you so much for participating.
ReplyDeleteI will post one later tonight, but it will be influenced by the books I read about Swedish emigration, immigration and settlement. The books were written by Willhelm Moberg, and I do recommend them as a reading. There was also series of films that I've watched many times.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to it. Thanks
DeleteHad a crazy Friday and it is now midnight... I will be around sometime on Saturday to visit and read - I have read a few and find them fascinating! Thank you, and I apologize for how busy I have been...
ReplyDeleteSlightly late to the party on this one ... but what an astonishing write-up Margaret and so informative. So much I never realised. The photos are quite amazing and certainly stirred the creative juices. Thank you
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