Date of Award
Campus Access Thesis
Master of Fine Arts (MFA)
If what we are is what we remember, then we are nothing before our earliest memories, and nothing after we die. But memory is bound in language. So what happens when you're an immigrant, when you forget the language you knew? That is a kind of birth and also a kind of death, depending on your point of view. These poems investigate what it means to forget in that way--what is lost? What can be saved? And how?
Cha, Sam, "Like Spring, But More Ruined" (2013). Graduate Masters Theses. 161.