I am from the bodega,
from BLT and chopped cheese.
I am from the sparkling city
I am from the Central Park
the beautiful greenery contrasting the skyline
I am from Chinese New Years
and black-hair,
from Carmen
and Alex and Tan.
I am from the family dinner
and small nightly walks.
From dragons
and demons.
I am Atheist.
Neither Christian or Buddhist.
I’m from China,
chow mein and pot stickers.
From the trip to Boston,
the trip to Virginia,
and my caring sister.
I am from China, the beautiful country where The Great Wall lies.
I was able to learn a lot about you from this poem alone and loved the descriptive words you used, such as the beautiful greenery and sparkling city.
I really admire that fact that both of our parents immigrated to provide a better future for us and didn’t put their needs before ours.
I love your conclusion and how I was able to get a deeper understanding of a Chinese American culture in New York City. Great writing!
This poem represents New York well and gives it a very realistic description. You did a well job of including many different parts of your life in the writing in order to make it more interesting and tailored to your own childhood.