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The city of animus


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goldenlangur

Out in the city of animus

thin flames of rancour singe

remembered names.

The same old, same old game -

flames and darkness

then stagnation

crumple the ramparts of mind.

 

Voices muted, waters stilled.

Write your letters in the sand

Touch my tears

I cannot shed.

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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This one's an unexpected and exciting divergence from your usual subject matter, Goldenlangur. The poem seems to reference something sinister like a long-standing grudge. Or, it could refer to a struggle within oneself, perhaps even with writer's block. I enjoyed the poem a lot.

 

Tony

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goldenlangur

Decided to put away my tanka hat for a bit. I'm delighted that this divergence works, Tony.

 

Love how you've read these possible strands:

 

The poem seems to reference something sinister like a long-standing grudge. Or, it could refer to a struggle within oneself, perhaps even with writer's block. I enjoyed the poem a lot.

 

Tony

 

 

Thank you very much.

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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And your rest from yours tanka feels good GL. You are improved writer of tanka - poems. And now this comes so fresh and wonderful.

 

Here the read is perfect -

 

The same old, same old game -

flames and darkness

then stagnation

crumple the ramparts of mind.

 

And the most poetical sound in this poem:

Write your letters in the sand

Touch my tears

I cannot shed.

 

GL, this is a poem what I would like to read loud.

It's wonderful. I read again and again...

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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goldenlangur

This is indeed compliment coming from you Aleksandra, as you yourself have published and read your poems in public. I appreciate your generousity and kindness.

 

 

I'm delighted that the lines you've quoted touch a chord.

 

 

A big thank you.

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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goldenlangur

Love this image very much, DC:

 

... rich and deep personal loam.

 

Many Thanks!

 

DC

 

 

Thank you.

goldenlangur

 

 

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

i love your foresight in your poem. you give a reflection of something that can become stagnant but at the same time you give an appeal to look at the deep inner beauty of it all within the ramifications and jurisdiction scope that lies within. beautiful my friend.

 

victor

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Hello victor,

 

What a generous compliment!:

 

i love your foresight in your poem. you give a reflection of something that can become stagnant but at the same time you give an appeal to look at the deep inner beauty of it all within the ramifications and jurisdiction scope that lies within. beautiful my friend.

 

victor

 

I feel both humbled and moved by your kindess.

 

 

Thank you.

goldenlangur

 

 

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