Hemingway Poems

John Hemingway -The Last Of The Few

John Hemingway has died at the age of a hundred and five
It was the luck of the Irish he said that helped him to survive
At the age of nineteen he left his home in County Dublin
And enlisted in the Royal Air Force and was officially sworn in. 

It was at the age of twenty-one that

ERNEST HEMINGWAY JOURNEY

The journey back
The trail
An Author of books
“FOR WHOM THE BELLS TOLL” my look
From Miami to Key West
The whom being I
4 hour venture to tour Ernest Hemingway’s house in Key West, Florida
Through his writings encouraged me to write
Extending my own words into theory
Mr. Hemingway being the vision of what words can be, and illustrating thoughts
The whom

Literary Feud Among - Pt 1

Prelude to what…..

I see you,  /  you / yes, come into my…… 
laboratory of alchemist mystical languaging.
where arsenic spills into the whirlpool of thought 
and savage syntax shatter like glass on concrete.

Where Titans clash their pens
both spear and shield
signifier and signified in eternal dance.

What truths lie hidden in
the battle's tolling roll call.
Just what

Life And Writing

Ernest Hemingway:
live it to write about it;
book is loyal friend

Hemingway

Hemingway is nice big writer won Nobel Prize in Literature

I really love to read Hemingway do you love to read him too?

The Old Man and the Sea-Ernest Hemingway

he persevered through struggle conquering his courage and compassion

Book-The Old Man and the Sea By Ernest Hemingway

we go to great lengths to win ~ and in the end find that we've won nothing

Book-A Farewell To Arms By Ernest Hemingway

 
the stillborn baby, gone- then mother too;
      wrapped arms 'round my unborn child.

Shakespeare and Hemingway

Thou tis poetry 
Paper meets pen
Yet thus ink surrounding 
Thine words of
Tis poetry is 
What shall be 
Shall be

Like Hemingway

I passed through Ketchum
Losing my mind 
Surrounded by talking walls
One drink turns to a bottle
I try to write 
Poetry is poetry 
At the moment I drink surrounded by walls and I write" I was here then I was gone"

Hemingway and Wilde

Once for whom the bell tolls did exist
the playwright and the war journalist.
  Wilde had an ego that’s true
  but Hemingway always knew
the importance of being Ernest!

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Both men had huge egos. Ernest

Rereading Hemingway

The re-read (poet)

Hemingway was a writer suffering from a disabling inhibition, 
the conversation he had with women in his books are based
 on wishes and not reality.
Women in his life were stronger than him, he tried 
to compensate by bawdy behavior, it always ended with him 
stroking the cat and she going back to the

Unlike Hemingway Or Mailer

Today, writers do not drown in drink
  ~ Yet poets still fill the world with ink

The Old Man In a Boat

Our nephew and his lovely wife invited us for an afternoon on their boat
and I immediately thought of The Old Man And The Sea…you know the book that Hemingway wrote.

As I lounged in the softness of my seat and felt the wind blowing through my hair…I wondered about Hemingway’s fisherman…and how he and I would

Papa

A boat crafted of rickety wood dragging a clumsy bottom
A briny sea inhales the morning sun
Hemingway is in my boat

Rubbing my weary eyes,
Is that you, I query
Call me Papa, he proffers
With my papers clinched in leathery hands

Did you read my book; I ask?
Not bad, he replies, too many words
Too many, I ponder

Icebergs, pointing crooked fingers

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