Apogee Press, 2011
The poems in this collection present, as Norma Cole notes, "magnanimous measures of "home(less)" and "hope(less)" as a kind of resistance. In the long poem "Exile", Tsering Wangmo Dhompa writes
From a distance, topography is intent
as in, Where I am from is no more.
Blood is not a natural conclusion
to kinship despite theories and experiments
where red prefaces emotion.
Meditating on the space between cultures, literal and figurative borders, and an identity that comes from dislocation, these beautiful poems attempt to imagine a language adequate for such a complex existence, and the possibilities for the future.