Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Day 5: NaPoWriMo - In the Flat

Used Day 5's prompt and used the photo below and took inspiration from the Basque poem 

Sure they are hungry wild dogs
Flea-bitten deep to the bone and glory
Here in the flatlands all of us are bone deep
And flat, the land so flat trees hide.

We’re all hungry for shadows
we build like the moles, hills out of the flatness
to hide our bodies
from the sun and sky
to build ourselves the possibility of having a shadow cast
against our landscape and turn our flatlands
into more than the plane that we know
but a place where we can bask in the dark
and not feel so wide, so exposed
and the hungry dogs feel less hungry

our bodies no longer the tallest thing in the flat.

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