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Summary

The website content is a reflection on the destructive impact of human activity on nature, as depicted through a sonnet written in response to the prompt 'untitled' for The National Poetry Month 2021 with Shabd Aaweg Review.

Abstract

The poem laments the lack of documentation or concern for the ownership of a forest that is being ravaged by human intervention. It describes the violent transformation of a once-thriving ecosystem into a lifeless, homogenized landscape, devoid of the diverse life it once supported. The author paints a picture of wildlife displaced and treated as pests, with birds, worms, insects, foxes, turtles, and toads losing their homes. The sonnet is a poignant commentary on human entitlement and the disregard for natural habitats, emphasizing the irony of humanity's grandiose arrival and the subsequent destruction of the environment. The piece is part of a larger event, the National Poetry Month, and invites others to participate in the remaining seventeen days of the poetic adventure.

Opinions

The poem conveys a critical opinion of human impact on the environment, highlighting the destruction of natural habitats.
It suggests that human progress and development are often at odds with the preservation of nature.
The author seems to hold a view that humanity's sense of dominion over the earth leads to the neglect and mistreatment of other living creatures.
There is an underlying call to acknowledge the consequences of human actions on the ecosystem and to consider the intrinsic value of the natural world beyond human needs and titles.

A sonnet

photo by William J Spirdione

There may be no real documentation, On who owned this living breathing forest. Titles not needed on this occasion, Just rip it all out, all that once flourished.

Dig out the living soil, put it in piles, Homogenize, sift the rocks and life out. Pound, pave, and pour out, this digging defiles, Human entitlement,what it’s about.

A small flock of birds look for their perches, Worms and insects dig for any soil left. Her den gone, fox frantically searches, Turtles and toads are all treated as pests.

Land and nobles and books may have titles, All hail, most high humans great arrival.

Written in response to the prompt ‘untitled’, day thirteen of The National Poetry Month 2021 with Shabd Aaweg Review

Seventeen days left on this month-long adventure. There is still time to join in.

DAY 13 PROMPT

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A sonnet

National Poetry Month Event

prompts for The National Poetry Month 2021 with Shabd Aaweg Review