With freedom comes
a price. Assimilating
into a new land
and culture takes
a toll. The weight
of the city is on
her shoulders. She
is learning the language,
in hopes of becoming
a doctor as she was
in her old country. Freedom
is a heavy burden to bear.
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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
So very true Sara! I have seen this happen to many. Always glad to see you at the Muse!
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Thanks, Carrie! It’s a great site.
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Indeed it is … so many brilliant minds seeking freedom, in a country in which they can breathe. Become, once again … who they were.
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Well said, Helen.
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Nicely felt and written!
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Thanks, Charley!
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Deeply felt; the weight of the old and the new together are present in this.
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Thanks, wyndolynne!
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I love the truth and simplicity of this. Never easy re-starting in another country.
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I cannot even imagine the fear involved.
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Freedom indeed has a great price for many … and many who enjoy it carelessly, never appreciating how privileged they are.
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Yes, we all need to open our eyes and hearts.
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Yes freedom isn’t easy nor is it easy to carry. Great insight in this poem!
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Thanks, Susie!
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