“there once was a country… I left it as a child, but my memory of it is sunlight-clear”
“it may be at war, it may be sick with tyrants, but I am branded by an impression”
“that child’s vocabulary”
“like a hollow doll”
“it lies in front of me, docile as paper; I comb it’s hair and love its shining eyes”
“my city hides behind me. They mutter death”
“and my shadow falls as evidence of sunlight”
describe the structure of the poem, the emigree