I am from Ticonderoga Pencils, from Downy and Coat-Hangers I am From Battery Park, and the Blacktops in Central Park I am from the clamor the 1 train provides I am from Purple Rice and Kimchi. from Nate and Natashia from the know -it -alls and the wise-ones From Bada! to Boy! I’m From the Korean buddhist temple in Flushing I’m From Seoul and Kingston, Galbi and Mannish Water I’m From A korean woman who lost family in a war In the desk contained a memory album that contains memories that produce joy, From those memories I know I am the product of intellect and diverse cultures
Dear Ocean:
I am amazed with your poem, “Where I’m From” because you’re talking about all these unique things that makes you, you.
One line that stands out for me is, “From those memories I know I am the product of intellect and diverse cultures ”. I think this line is great because you’re talking about your family.
Thanks for your poem. I look forward to seeing what you make next.