Original:
I see
what this language does
and taste
soil on my tongue
and feel
brick splintering spine
and hear
them
and want it
all
Imitation:
I see
the art of sand as inhabitants hurdle through the castle gates
and taste
the tingle of refreshment as ice touches the tongue
and feel
the blistering rays as they penetrate the skin
and hear
the crash of the shoreline as sand and bodies are swept into the lake
and I want it
forever
Description: I decided to take a different approach to place as I decided to describe a positive rather than the negatives Patricia Smith uses by using similar language found in her poems.
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