NaPoWriMo Conclusion & Poem – Identity

Hello! I’m back once again, this time post-finals week and safely returned to my home country. 🙂 Yes, I survived both just fine, and I’m relishing this novel concept called ‘summer break’. ‘Tis a strange one to adjust to in some ways, but I’m very, very glad that it is finally upon me!

Another thing that is now in my proverbial rear-view mirror is NaPoWriMo 2021! I’m pleased to be able to say that I officially completed my goal of 30 poems in 30 days. It was a busy season for sure, but somehow I managed to finish them all off – with a total word count of 3,333 words across all 30 poems (there’s a funny story behind that word count – I’ll have to share it some day :D). And I’m very glad to now have these 30 poems in the bag. There’s something very satisfying about completing this challenge once again; and it’s actually really cool to be able to look back at previous years and see how far my writing has come!

Today, in honour of my return to my home country of England, I thought I would share a poem with you on this very topic – England. I wrote it in response to a prompt given in my short story writing class given earlier in the semester. We were asked to write a poem based on George Ella Lyon’s poem Come to Where I’m From , – and I decided to do so for poem #25 out of 30 for this year’s NaPoWriMo. I have titled it Identity – I hope you enjoy it!


I am from green fields and wide-open skies

flushed with exertion after raining all day.

I’m from heavy clouds and cheeky sun,

wind mixed with a pinch of frost

all in the same day.

I am from houses older than your country,

nonchalantly lining roads in the company of

elms and oaks, regal.

I am from afternoon tea and an early dinner,

bergamot grey and black pudding, steaming.

I’m from clipped accents and humour dry as

the chicken carcass abandoned on the platter

on a sleepy Sunday afternoon.

I’m from Tiddlywink and Stoke-on-Trent,

from East Finchley and the West Country,

from hills too shy to stretch into mountains

and underground stations that smell like stale beer.

I am from castles that are probably haunted,

from salley gardens and faerie gardens

and pocket-handkerchief-sized back gardens.

I’m from tight parking spaces

and drinks with no ice

and lonely red-brick chimneys

wishing for a natter with the sweep.


So, there you have it – a little personal spiel on my home country. Perhaps one could even call it a love letter? One thing that I really appreciate about this particular poem prompt is the versatility of it – I definitely plan to write more poems based on it!

How about you? If you had to encapsulate your identity into a poem like this, what images or words would you use? I would love to hear about them in the comments! Maybe this will even inspire you to write your own ‘come to where I’m from’ poem! 🙂

Author: Hannah

Jesus follower. writer. bibliophile. dreamer.

5 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Conclusion & Poem – Identity”

  1. Ooooh, you are making me homesick for England!😢 I wrote something similar for a writing class but I can’t find it. Oh, well. Kudos for reaching you goal, Hannah. Now, enjoy your well deserved summer vacy. Glad you all arrived safely!

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  2. Loved all your descriptive words… makes me want to see what you see! Maybe some day…with God’s blessing!
    So thankful you’re home with one of my favorite people tagging along!

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  3. Ahhh HANNAH!!! I’m finally back to the world of blogging and it’s so lovely to read one of your poems again… I think I may have a go at a NanoWriMo poetry competition! I haven’t wrote any poetry in ages…

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