Hemingway
Hemingway and I
I don`t want to reinvent myself, I would, however,
like to go back to the days before domestic demands
I had to work hard to support a family of children
not mine, sometimes I sat in the garage looked at the car,
wondered if I should run away.
Once, my mates and I climbed tree I told them I should
be a writer; now that I`m old I have a chance, but too
much innocence has run into silt,
I will never be a Heming way of letters.
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