Nguyen, in The Refugees, states that “these invaders came to conquer our land and now would never go home” while speaking of Korea. The same can be said for the British occupation of Ireland. Thinking through diaspora brings up a lot of the same sentiment of “my mind trying to approximate what our lives felt like” before being in diaspora or away from the homeland.
Where is your home if you can’t go back to it?
Is it still home?
Can being in diaspora ever feel like being home?
Is this displacement a permanent feeling?
What is the notion of home referring to? Is it an abstract concept or a concrete feeling?
From now on I’ll be sharing my work in progress field-notes and writing as a way of working through some of the themes cropping up as my research progresses. I’ll be using this blog as a an online journal and visual reference to share writing and references as they come up.
