한국 (Korea)

I’ve arrived in my grandmother’s land; my fatherland –
part of the definition of who I am.
I pick up the dirt with my hand,
bring it close to my heart to understand
this is where my grandmother’s heart used to beat.
I wonder, did she walk down this same street?
Did she see what I see?
Above all, is she proud of me?
Since I was five I knew this was where I needed to go.
A pilgrimage, because my grandmother has always been the guardian of my soul
and now it has me in Seoul
here’s my chance to know
where my father came from
where my grandmother refused leave
where generations to come
will hopefully want to someday be
and respect
the land my grandmother has been laid to rest
the place of her last breath:
Korea – the origins of my flesh.

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2 thoughts on “한국 (Korea)

  1. It is good to go home to place of family. Teaches us who we are. I enjoy your poetry. Had the feel of real story and discovery. Goal of a writer. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry and thoughts.

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