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    dots Submission Name: Anabasisdots
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    Author: expiring_touch
    ASL Info:    26/f/Hamburg
    Elite Ratio:    4.04 - 136/243/154
    Words: 18
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    He says, I live in an illusion
    Stoned
    Father-figures;

    Forgetting forked sense:
    Claustrophobic
    In an open field.




    Submitted on 2012-06-03 18:57:38     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I really like this, it's like an abstract statue that tries to express a character with as few lines as possible. It's sad but powerful.
    | Posted on 2012-09-16 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]
      Anabasis (from Greek ana = "upward", bainein = "go") is an expedition from a coastline up into the interior of a country. Katabasis, by contrast, is a trip from the interior down to the coast. Two classic texts are titled with "anabasis":

    Anabasis (Xenophon), by the Greek writer Xenophon (431355 BC), about the expedition of Cyrus the Younger, a Persian prince, against his brother, King Artaxerxes II

    I like that I don't really understand it, and-

    maybe I do.

    I like that there is immediate mystery in it with 'he says'

    and it's like there's a collective history the person holds on to; it would be like me, being a nzer and a maori, these days- too scared to put my hand down a rabbit hole or tickle an eel having lived too long away from the movement.

    I like the whole poem, completely. 'Stoned father figures, forgetting forked sense'

    It's like Frost's road, except the dude is asking the person to explore / find herself. A trip into the interior.

    Lovely, I think.
    | Posted on 2012-06-13 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]
      I read this over again and I change my mind. You gave this story of yours purpose by sharing it with us. Thanks.
    | Posted on 2012-06-08 00:00:00 | by stellartotem | [ Reply to This ]
      and i often feel very lonely in a crowded room...separate, and separated.

    jacob
    | Posted on 2012-06-04 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      This doesn't make very heavy use of truth. It relies on simple mistrusts that combined with a shady context make it unlikely you will respect any criticism. Your profile page has become an outpost of septic consciousness . You are such an abject person, it turns me off.
    | Posted on 2012-06-04 00:00:00 | by stellartotem | [ Reply to This ]


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