September 14th, 2007

writing

Image Poem - Gate to Hell

Completed my first assignment for Creative Writing today!  The assignment was to find and image and then write the image in a poem, to try and describe it in a poem so that someone reading would be able to picture it in their mind's eye.

It was a really good write, even though the third line of the fourth stanza gave me a hell of a lot of trouble.  I spent something like an hour on coming up with that fourth line, and then the_bookwyrm said what about something with wind so it would tie in with my epigraph.  That said, here you go!


Gate to Hell
caitlin_chan

“A warm wind began to blow.  Here and there I saw small fires, like elf-fires, smouldering.  Nagasaki had been completely destroyed.”

–Yamahata Yosuke

Gate to the Sacred stands alone against the smoke-filled sky
battered (beaten) burnt; colour changing from Sanctified Vermilion
dark dirty desecrated black and grimy gritty grey

invisible to the eye now: shrine of Eight Million Gods
fragile fragmented fiery fractions of ruined lives – see them?
(beautiful?) broken ugly unsightly shattered shards of wood

is that a child’s body, flesh cracked cooked charred?
is it Mother’s carcass corpse cadaver there on the ground?
twisted tangled trapped limbs or maimed mangled melted debris?

scarred splintered shivered stone foundation without its walls
beams pointing protruding (prostrate) to the sky (upon the ground)
the wind wails whispers whimpers winds and weaves through invisible walls

Gate to the Sacred stands alone against the smoke-filled sky
battered (beaten) burnt; colour changing from Sanctified Vermilion
dark dirty desecrated black and grimy gritty grey: Gate to Hell

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Image one (stanzas one, two, and five)
Image two (stanzas three and four)

The photos I wrote from were taken by Yamahata Yosuke, and were taken in Nagasaki on August 10, 1945, a day after the bomb was dropped.  Yamahata was diagnosed with cancer of the duodenum when he was forty-eight, and died before his forty-ninth birthday.  The cancer was probably caused by the radiation he absorbed while he was in Nagasaki shooting these photos.  You should take a look at he rest of them, too; there are some really powerful (also, somewhat graphic) images there.

I'm hoping that my classmates will understand that that quote I have up there is an epigraph - they seem intelligent, but we've only had one class together.  I'm also hoping that my prof approves of the use of epigraphs, because getting torn apart for using one on my first assignment is NOT what I'm going for.  XDD

So... yeah!  That's it!  If you would let me know what you think, that would be awesome.  Really, really awesome.

Please?  *woobley eyes*  Also, I still need a new LJ name.  Come on, brain, spit something out!