“Unveiling the Past: Ananya S. Guha’s ‘Only History’ Reveals Secrets That Time Forgot”
In an era where the echoes of past tragedies resonate through our daily lives, one can’t help but ponder: have we truly become desensitized to the weight of mortality? The poem we’re about to explore cuts through the fog of complacency with a chilling urgency. It thrusts us into a stark vision of a world where the dead are relegated to mere statistics, their stories consigned to the dusty archives of history. With each line, the poet tantalizingly navigates the uneasy intersection of global crises and individual loss, challenging us to consider the value we place on life in a time filled with uncertainty. As we journey through this evocative piece, let’s question how history will judge our era—an age defined by the ease of our choices, and the shadows they cast. So, are we learning from our past, or simply preserving it for show? Dive into this profound reflection. LEARN MORE.
Don’t worry, the ageing crisis
is over, the dead have been dumped in fields, mines and rivers, their bodies will be preserved in museums,
today every death is a maxim, an honour to preserve till posterity
knows
how many deaths
how many deaths
in a nuclear age
in a global world
in the world pressing buttons with one slender finger.
Only history will rue such deaths.
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