Hi. I would very much appreciate some specific feedback on this poem. Thanks so much!
The Tented City, a 2-part poem using the first line from The Golden Shovel by Terrance Hayes, Part II “1991”: Into the tented city we go
I. Fun
Into the tented city we go
Not knowing what we might find
Hoping for something special
Unique
Unusual
In the urban fabric landscape
With nowhere to charge devices
Maybe: finding kids
Suddenly without all their screens
Playing invented games that never existed before that moment
II. Defiance
Into the tented city we go
Finding an unhoused city
A city of people living in tents
Who are not “camping out”
Who cannot go back
To warm dry homes
Made of brick
Or wood
Or stone
Who yet and still
Clap and shout
Dance and sing
To remind us that
They are here
They are with us
They are alive
They are human