Mila Levine: Poetry
By Mila Barg Levine
Are the dictionary definitions,
But when you ask me, "Where are you from?"
I have a hard time responding briefly.
Am I from New York? From Kiev? From Rome?
Have you ever wondered what it is like
Not to have a home?
Not to have a point of reference
Or is that a point of referral?
Have you ever felt you could be from
anywhere and yet, sadly, from nowhere?
When I just cannot provide a simple answer
to a simple question, this is how I feel.
And yet I often wonder, Why? Why should I?
And why does everyone want to know?...
I wish I could explain the journey of a refugee
In a word or a phrase that wouldn’t complicate
my way of thinking or interacting
Wouldn’t instigate unwanted remarks or inquiries
Regarding my origin of expression
If you really wanna know me, ask me who I am
Or let me be unquestioned.