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Tan Pratonix

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Biography of Tan Pratonix

Almost all the 90 poems or so were written in my youth, when I was 17-19 years old. Thereafter the Muse died - or rather, let's say, I killed the Muse. I kept the old diary in which these poems were written and thought that these offerings from the early '70s would be enjoyed by friends in Poemhunter. I am happy that they have delighted quite a few.

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The Fate of a Child

Flourishing,
like a sapling, green
and tender
and full of life, sprouts
a young child,
pure and innocent,
in a world strewn
with seeds of vice
and corruption;

Only to be choked
by hateful weeds,
only to wither
a rotting corpse
which crumbles
to dust.

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