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Write a poem for National Poetry Month based on the topic described....rather, write a poem set in, pertaining to, or inspired by the given region, whether its entirety or just some part of it, as this year's prompts are going to be unified by the theme "Around the World" like last year's prompts were unified by the theme "Esoterica". Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. There are three levels of participation:
Bronze. Participated at least once.
Silver. Participated every day.
Gold. Participated every day, with all entries either being the same form (e.g., every one a sonnet) or being distinct forms (e.g., no two haiku).
Today's region is North Asia, or Siberia.
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Top Bunk
More than central Asia its northern spaces
(that Mercator magnified) still loom empty–
who’d explore Siberia if he knew the
nothing he’d find?
There’s the Trans-Siberian Railway, hair-thin
threads of steel like Peter the Great’s unbending
corpse-paved road to Petersburg: needful, monstrous
monument, hubris
crossing silence. Minerals! Yes, the hectares
do contain petroleum, coal and iron...
plus, recall, the gold of Kolyma dug by
legions of zeks.
Non-practicing atheist
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Tunguska
Elsewhere in the Empire, bombs much louder
than this one that left a patch of taiga
city-sized denuded would in later
periods be a bonfire to this candle
only since the meteor exploded
higher past the treetops than the little
stars to which we men remain restricted:
otherwise it would have been a country
that we saw the sky above extinguish
with a single apathetic pinprick.
What the Tsar and, after him, the Premier
would have given for to be the fingers
wrapped around this stellar decoration!
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June 30 1908
i was there
when the sun fell
to earth
in a glorious burst
of colors, and instantly
blasted to dust
among millions
of flattened trees.
No one even knew
i was there-
until now.
