I have never seen or heard of such a fish
But I MUST kill him
I am GLAD we do not HAVE TO try to kill
The stars ✴✴✴✴
IMAGINE if each day a man must try to kill
The moon ☪☪☪☪
The moon runs away
He only dreamed
Of places now
And of the lions on the beach.
They played like young cats in the dusk
And he loved them as he loved the boy.
My attempt at An erasure poem (?)
Old Man in the Sea by Ernest Hemmingway
So good. I love the last three lines – disturbing and surrealistic but true too.
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So perfect. I guessed right away that it was The Old Man and the Sea that you were using as your source. You took the powerful novel that Hemingway gave us and created a powerful poem. Good work.
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It was a challenge. Glad it worked out. Thank you.
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So interesting to see the various sources chosen for these blackout poems. This one is a great piece of Hemingway!
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I am ejoying reading the different inner poems. Thank you.
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I do like the idea of the sun and moon having enough consciousness to at least run away.
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Out of the hands of man. I agree.
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This is excellent, Mary. I especially love those last two lines.
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Thank you!
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I can always imagine being the old man, dreaming as he start to lose it out alone at sea.
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spooky. felt like i was listening to the thoughts of a retired mad killer. No wonder “The moon runs away”
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