Cuando me siento inca, le rindo vasallaje
al Sol, que me da el cetro de su poder real…
José Santos Chocano
From mist-shrouded Macchu Pichu,
runners bring news
encoded in the Kipu.
From heights of Tawantinsuyu
Inti smiles upon the singer,
enthroned in Andean splendor;
Cuzco and Titicaca,
golden heart of the sun, Koricancha—
all release their showers;
vapor-born of snow and tropic humidity…
until, through jungle gorges
the waters descend
and finally flow
into their own names:
Orinoco, Amazonas.
Pachakuti Inca Yupanqui
blesses the many streams
and the plaintive flutes sing
of Viracocha, Pachacamac.
Yes, this IS about a Taylor Swift song.
Merriam-Webster put together a list of ten words from Taylor Swift songs.
[…] select one these words, and write a poem that uses the word as its title.
CONNECT/HOOK 
The things you’ll do for NaPoWriMo! Taylor Swift, indeed!
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I attempted an ethno-Swiftian satire…
Didja get it?
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Oh, yeah. I got it.
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Slumming
(for Chado)
In April, my pal Chado opts for slumming:
It’s NaPoWriMo time; he gets directions.
Those organizers keep the weird prompts coming—
And Chado sets aside his predilections.
Well, sort of. He will write on Taylor Swift
(that mouthy slut), to give a wild example.
The challenge, I perceive, gives him a lift
To versifying regions more than ample.
But don’t imagine that he’s signing on
For all the attitudes and implications.
He ain’t the kind of guy a hoe can con.
He doesn’t bow to common obfuscations.
In every case, he’ll find a means to say
That there’s a way to Paradise. One way.
–Tom Riley
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Flame on my brother!
👍
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