This is a poem about childhood and adulthood. The city is never identified and Rumens keeps it mysteriously unknown. In this way, it can stand for any place that anyone once loved. As we age we ...

Exile: The speaker seems to be an exile from an unknown city. ‘émigrée’, ‘I left it as a child’, ‘the frontiers rise between us’, ‘there’s no way back’, ‘I have no passport ...