Beneath the dark sky,
Nature reclaims ancient ruins.
This place is sacred.
Violent past rewritten,
Disguised with celebration.
– Written for YeahWrite.me fiction|poetry #275. First attempt at a Tanka. Prompt up sentence, “This place is sacred to someone.” Photo from Ancient Origins. To learn more about Taino Indians click here.
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Ah! Thats brilliant poetry in crisp lines! Loved the feel. Isnt this how our rich ruins lie? Beneth dust and rocks, waiting for someone to discover them?
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Indeed! Thank you!
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I like that line about nature reclaiming the ruins–and how green growth might be a way of disguising ancient violence as “celebration.”
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Your title is really strong. I read the sarcasm in it too. Maybe sarcasm isn’t the right word, indignation?
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Yes, you got it!
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I love the title you chose. I know, that sounds like such a cop-out of a comment, but a good title is *really hard* to get, and you nailed it, setting up a tension of expectations for the weight and content of what comes after.
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Thank you very much!
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