Writer’s Quote Wednesday

Posted on May 12, 2016 by jazzytower

“The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.”

– Ernest Hemingway

I love this quote. I found out something new about Hemingway today. He was a poet! Yep, before notoriety, fame and fortune, he wrote poetry and lots of it!

I never got really deep into Hemingway, though it was always my intention. My general takeaway though, is that he just larger than life. I read an interview of him once, and I felt sorry for the interviewer. If he didn’t like the question. He would just take it, turn it around and answer that instead. It was hilarious and must have been something to watch.

The following link is to some of his poetry on allpoetry.com

http://allpoetry.com/Ernest-Hemingway

And here is one of his poems, don’t know what hr was talking about, but there was cussing! And he was clearly mad:)

The Age Demanded

The age demanded that we sing
And cut away our tongue.

The age demanded that we flow
And hammered in the bung.

The age demanded that we dance
And jammed us into iron pants.

And in the end the age was handed
The sort of **** that it demanded.

by Hemingway

http://allpoetry.com/Ernest-Hemingway

I found the following on wikipedia, a collection of his poems:

Complete Poems
Author Ernest Hemingway
Complete Poems, originally edited and published in 1979 by Nicholas Gerogiannisand revised by him in 1992, is a compilation of all the poetry of Ernest Hemingway.

Hemingway stopped publishing poetry as his fame grew, but continued to write it up until his death. (Wiki)

Who knew!

For Silver Threading

#WQWWC

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

Posted on December 17, 2015 by jazzytower

My quote this week is:

“An artist’s only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else’s”.

J. D. Salinger (1919 – 2010)

Raised in Manhattan, in his early life he wrote the great American novel -The Catcher in the Rye, 1951. I guess he was overwhelmed by its success. This drove him into seclusion, or he mounted a pitch battle to preserve his privacy. Depends on your perspective.

His depiction of adolescent alienation and loss of innocence in the protagonist Holden Caulfield was influential, especially among adolescent readers.The novel remains widely read and controversial, selling around 250,000 copies a year. (Wiki)
A few years back I was facinated by his reaction to his fame and did some digging. At the time I was familiarizing myself with different forms of poetry and the following was the results.

TETRACTYS POEM: WRITER

his

readers

passionate

about his work

would climb onto its pages and live it

his unrequited love left him broken

recluse from fame

not published

for years

writes

1/27/2014

TETRACTYS POEM: WRITER 2

mad

writes on

disciplined

released demons

closer to characters than family

chased immortality through young lovers

wrote everyday

unpublished

by choice

famed

1/27/2014

NONET POEM: WRITER 3

normal boundaries was not for him

he held himself above his peers

and completely believed it

owned it made it happen

self-aggrandizing

if not him who

controlling

distant

writes

1/31/2014

HAIKU:WRITER 4

Notoriety
From overwhelming success
Sanity threatened

1/27/2014

LIST POEM: WRITER 5

publication short story shelved

took it to war

wrote during active deployment

wrote amidst atrocities

wrote to save his soul

the book was born in battle

did his own editing

no changes allowed

at liberation of Dachau

maddened by war

work came first

DO NOT DISTURB

disconnect with lovers abrupt

writing was his permanent Mistress

2/03/2014

HAIKU: WRITER 6

promos book tours none
autographs interviews none
It’s all in the work

2/10/2014

FREE VERSE POEM: WRITER 7

Fan consolation

All that was of him

Poured from pen to paper

Fiercely protective of his work

It was as it originally emerged

2/12/14

In the Darkest Hour

Posted on November 17, 2015 by jazzytower

Carpe Diem Special #182 Ese’s third “in the darkest hour”

This post’s origins started here earlier this year:

morning prayers
the rising sun between
my hands

I remember this haiku by Kala, I was very moved. It inspired this haiku of mine:

morning prayers
a new chance to live
in the light of God
Pat R

Kala’s haiku inspired this from Ese:

in darkest hour
wishing upon the morning star
just like years ago

Now here is my inspiration for Ese’s:

in the darkest hour
silence gives rise to His voice –
a flicker of light

Pat R

11/17/15

For more detailed reading on this prompt please follow link below

For

Carpe Diem Haiku

Maple Leaf

Posted on November 10, 2015 by jazzytower

maple trees
scattering autumn colors –
undressing for fall

11/10/15

for Carpe Diem Haiku

First Day of School

Posted on October 27, 2015 by jazzytower

We lived three houses away from the school. First day of school had us all excited, except for my brother. He was mostly quiet about the whole matter. He still is a man of few words. Mom dropped us off and went on to the store. When she got back from the store, there he was playing on the porch.

before the first class
he found his way back home –
first day of school

10/26/15

Carpe diem Haiku

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

Posted on October 21, 2015 by jazzytower

Today is Writer’s Quote Wednesday over at SilverThreading.com Here are my offerings, a little on the colorful side.

“The first draft of anything is shit”.

-Ernest Hemingway

Lawd have mercy!! I can see crumpled pages sailing through the air toward the waste basket.

This is the second one:

“Writing is like sex. First you do it for love, then you do it for your friends, and then you do it for money”.

-Virginia Woolf

LOL!! What a take! Funnny!! Sounds like she had a cigar in one hand and a brandy snifter in the other when she said that one.

Now to other business

In the spirit of sharing a favorite poem (as suggested by the host of Silver Threading), below is the one I’ve chosen to share.

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

BY E. E. CUMMINGS

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

I just discovered this poem while watching a movie the other day. In the scene it was recited at a wedding, one sister to another. I was deeply moved by it. Still haven’t quite figured out why yet, working on it. Yes. I have officially become a mess!

10/21/15

Sunset

Posted on October 2, 2015 by jazzytower

mesmerizing setting sun

in panoramic skies
sitting low
turning day into twilight

gentle waves lap the shore
with gurgle of bubbles
smoothing fine sand
as the waves return
to its dance with the wind

sun relfects on the sand
the horizon beckons
kissing the ocean’s surface

slowly she slips beyond the edge
then she is gone

relinquishing her hold
on mere mortals

still gazing in awe

10/02/15

For OctPoWriMo

Never Enough

Posted on September 23, 2015 by jazzytower

The Challenge is to choose a haiku you like, say why and write something similar. I chose something by Fukuda Chiyo-Ni (1703-1775) a haiku poetess that was holding her own with the masters of her time. Fukuda Chiyo-ni was a Japanese poet of the Edo period. This is the haiku I chose I don’t know how similar mine is. But it’s what I felt on reading hers. I like this because it has a mature reflective, and introspective feel to it.

never enough
for a woman’s heart –
summer breeze
(Chiyo-ni)

Here is my attempt:

I keep trying
to push you out of my heart –
super moon and venus
conspire

9/23/15

For a bit more about her and a glimpse at her work go here

Fukuda Chiyo-ni

Written for Carpe Diem Haiku