"Oh, Bethlehem, Pennsylvania." And I'm like, "No, Palestine." They're like, "Oh, Pakistan."This next poem is called "Blue Hours." And it really reflects all countries and all the languages that are now part of me, but never forgetting where I'm from.
"Blue Hours."
from PBS: Newshour: Well-traveled Poet Finds Consistency in Words
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