Immigration

The Fourth Anniversary of An Immigration: A Fantasy for a Lost Life

When you travel far far away and you leave behind everything to build a new home, a new habitat, even after many years a flickering of summer sun on the edge of an oak leaf, a picture of an old friend sitting on a park bench, or even inevitable wanderings of your delirious mind brings before your eyes the images of the past with a lucidity so striking that your heart feels entrapped tightly in your chest. (more…)