We don't score routines here; we just see who holds the shape longest or makes it look most like a bird in flight. Pole is our steady pine trunk, planted deep, and rope is for a swinging dance we rarely do. In our akhada, the difference is that the pole belongs to the ground, and the young men belong to the pole.
I know this because my own pole was a gift from Uncle Ropiang, who helped me strip and smooth the bark until it felt like holding a strong, quiet friend.
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