POEM:
Crown of the Cerro (Unishcoto Ruins)
Up the *cerro to UnishcotoI followed the rocks,
They changed from shape to shape, but scarcely a breathe did I linger
I moved from stone to stone, some had human shapes, others looked like old bones.
I almost got lost in the gathering light,
Close by me my guide, my wifea feast of ruins resided on top
And sparse tress combed the area thereabouts;
A white and blue sky, which looked like
A wobbly sea was overhead
And then, then
There was the crown of the hill ahead
Unishcoto!
#1521 *Cerro=hill
Commentary:
Readers & Poets
The poet seeks words when he should be seeking matter, more concerned with choiceness of the verse, phrase or stanza than clean composition of the sentence, and the beauty that should be in the clauses. We need to weigh the matter and the worth of the subject (in the poem) more, and perhaps make better judgments as reade rs and poetslest we go back to the ignorant Stone Age.
Commentary:
The Demon in Poetry
The poet, he often lives in a soul that is tarnished from his past, he looks too long backwards, when he should be looking forward. He may have ripe passion, exaggerated feelings, sentiment, but that cannot pull him out of his morbid dreams, or the rubbish many feel compelled to write. He needs to select the treasures of the past, to enjoy the present (if only he could).
Most poets live at the pitch of frenzy, they leave the demon in the Poetry because it makes it more important. If he takes him out, he may have to abolish evil, and contend with life as it is.
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Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Poetry
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