This poem draws me in like a moth to a flame. There is beauty and light and there is threat. Mortal threat. But mostly there is fascination. I want to circle, to take this in almost sculpturally, to see it from all sides, but there are deep shadows and areas of mystery. How close do I risk? How much do I risk?
I can't help wonder why this is an anthem, though. It seems much more a lament to me. Possibly a sort of homage or even an ode. An anthem suggests a certain strength and surety, a promise and possibly an answer (of some kind) , a reassurance. This poem crumbles under my feet with the fleeting insecurity of time. In that sense in nears perfection. But doesn't answer why anthem.
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This poem draws me in like a moth to a flame. There is beauty and light and there is threat. Mortal threat. But mostly there is fascination. I want to circle, to take this in almost sculpturally, to see it from all sides, but there are deep shadows and areas of mystery. How close do I risk? How much do I risk? I can't help wonder why this is an anthem, though. It seems much more a lament to me. Possibly a sort of homage or even an ode. An anthem suggests a certain strength and surety, a promise and possibly an answer (of some kind) , a reassurance. This poem crumbles under my feet with the fleeting insecurity of time. In that sense in nears perfection. But doesn't answer why anthem.