it’s easy to identify
with the longing
of those ancient Chinese friends
of mine
but oh how different
to feel at home
here in self-imposed exile
among people more alike
than different
from those from whom
I came
it’s easy to identify
with the longing
of those ancient Chinese friends
of mine
but oh how different
to feel at home
here in self-imposed exile
among people more alike
than different
from those from whom
I came
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Interesting to read this take on your exile.
Thanks. I’m an adjusted exile.
So they said to me,
“You won’t like it there.
They’re so different.”
But I liked it there.
Works that way at times.
“from those from whom
I came” I”m sort of exiled, I guess. I am, and those around me are, different from where we came.
Thank you for liking my poem!
You’re welcome and thank you for liking this one of mine.
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Of course!