How tragic it is –
To have contributed to
Humanity’s arts –
Valued for eternity –
But known as anonymous
Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
Notes to this poem…
There is a lot of highly valued art work, or just valued art work, or just art work of some value to someone to keep around, to which we cannot attribute a proper author. I’m talking about written art, sound art, visual art, or any kind of art. So many produce art in hopes it would be valued enough to be kept by society and humanity, like an immortalization of some sort, but never succeed. Then, there are those who do, but without credit from credit having been lost. To have achieved something so relatively rare, and valued, without one of the key points to the exercise that you got recognized for it rather than forgotten. That, to me, is the tragedy.
Inspired by a 15th century piece of dance music I heard today on a Canadian Broadcasting Corporation radio show. I liked it a lot and was looking forward to finding out its composer to look up more by that composer, in hopes of finding more music of a similar style I might like. However, its author was not known… and that was that.
The poems titled Tanka, followed by a number, are tanka composed while I was not engaged in some activity during which I frequently composed poetry. That is why these are called the Inactive Tanka collection.