"Where I Come From" is a poem in which Elizabeth Brewster expresses her nostalgic emotions and yearning for the tranquility and yearning for the nature of her hometown. The vivid imagery, which stimulates the readers' senses plays an important role in intensifying the vehemence of her emotions. Brewster also expresses her nostalgia in a way that makes readers empathise with her strong yearning. The lack of rhyming scheme in this piece conveys a sense of fickleness and unsureness.

"People are made of places," she says, which I believe specifically means that people are made of places that they belong to, that people do not "carry with them hints of" manmade cities and skyscrapers because they do not belong there, b...

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