A pysanka poem worth sharing. Once Upon a Pysanka . . . .
some literary works for Sunday reading. This poem, My Babushka’s Pysanky, by
Jennifer Weigel was gleaned in 2013 from her website and reappears on her Crazy
Chaotic Black Sheep blog.
My Babushka's Pysanky
Babushka, my
grandmother, smiled a wide smile as she sat at the kitchen table. Jars of
bright colors peeked over old newspaper. She patted the chair beside her
and I sat down. A basket of eggs sat in the middle of the table, along
with a candle, a small pot and some sticks. “When I was a girl, my mother
taught me how to make pysanky,” she said.
“What are pysanky, Babushka?”
“Pysanky are Ukrainian Easter eggs. We make pysanky for good luck and
because it is tradition,” she said. “Each spring we make them, just as
our mothers and grandmothers did before us, and their mothers and grandmothers
before them.”
Babushka held out a basket with some of the eggs she had finished. They
were very detailed with many lines and bright colors. Some had animals on
them, like birds, horses, sheep and deer. Several others had flowers and
plants.
“In pysanky, there are many symbols. Every line means something,” said Babushka.
She handed me an egg with lines circling it. “Lines that go around an egg
make a circle. Circles do not start or stop. They can stand for
cycles that repeat, like the seasons.” I spun the egg in my hand and
looked at the circles that the lines made.
“What about the animals?” I asked, pointing to an egg with a horse on it.
“Different animals mean different things,” Babushka said. “Horses, sheep
and cows are drawn onto eggs to bring farmers good luck. Farmers may rub
these eggs on the foreheads of their animals to make them strong and healthy!”
Babushka gave me an egg with a fish on it. “Fish stand for good luck and
good fortune. Many stories are told where fish helped people find their
way.”
“What about this one?” I asked, looking at an egg covered in triangles.
“That is a forty triangles pattern. The triangles represent different
parts of life, such as childhood, work, being a mother, and traveling.
Each triangle stands for part of a person’s life without actually showing
it.” Babushka smiled. “The forty triangles pysanky are used for
wedding gifts.”
Babushka had made so many! Each one was a little different from the
rest. “Why do you make so many pysanky, Babushka?” I asked.
“An old legend says that as long as people make pysanky, there will be good in
the world. When we make pysanky, evil will be kept away. But if
there are few or no pysanky made, evil will be strong and bad things would
happen all over the world.”
“Babushka...” I asked, “Can I come help you make pysanky next spring?”
“You certainly can, Little One,” said Babushka. “You certainly can.
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