Factions and tribes and parties and nations
Intricate webs of ideology
Fantasies spawned by imaginations
Capering shadows of mythology
All bring you here, to the field of battle
Where cryptic old stories and older gods
Twist poetry into a death rattle
Under the spell of demagogic frauds
You turn all your talents to taking lives
Looking for eyes to, by violence, close
Thanks to war, my gluttonous spirit thrives
From your first conflict, laughing, I arose
Teaching you to destroy one another
Is my best chance to your brief lights smother
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Rachel Reviews: The Spiral Archive by Pieter Hendrik
It's difficult for me to know where to start with a review of this book as it was, for me, an entirely unique experience and one that I'll probably never have again. I don't want that to be interpreted as unenjoyable but it has left me scratching my head a little and ruminating on its content, its themes and its characters.
By Rachel Deeminga day ago in BookClub
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A somber scene and foreboding lines. Well wrought, D.J.!
"Twist poetry into a death rattle" I especially loved that line!
Excellent, and so poignant.
Just on a dark roll, today
Phew. This was hard to read. Beautifully crafted but so sad and so true C x💜