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It's been several months since I last featured one of my own poems. So I thought I'd slip one in today.
Rather that bury this brief poem with lots of commentary, I thought I'd plant a few questions instead:
- Who or what is really left in ruins?
- Why are those ruins "glorious"?
- Why an "empty plain"? What is it that is empty?
- Most importantly, why is it that the ruins, the "wreck," make this holy ground, rather than some "grand temple"?
Don't spend too much time trying to answer these questions intellectually. Just let the questions simmer, and see what sort of answers naturally bubble up to the surface.
We had a rainy, overcast weekend here in Colorado. Time to wrap yourself in a warm sweater, hold cold hands around a hot cup of tea, and enjoy some melancholy musings...
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Ivan
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2002 - 2009 by Ivan M. Granger.
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