Hemingway table..
I found Hemingway table in Paris, in the Spring of 1978. I found Hemingway table in Monterey, California in 1992. I searched Central and South America for three years, seeking the places Hemingway… Continue reading
I found Hemingway table in Paris, in the Spring of 1978. I found Hemingway table in Monterey, California in 1992. I searched Central and South America for three years, seeking the places Hemingway… Continue reading
“I TOLD MY CHILDREN-LIVE A HEMINGWAY LIFE” Je t’aime Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and heart.… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading
Yesterday.. I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading
Almost home Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Years ago. I met Bukowski roaming the California coastline. I didn’t know who he was, at the time. He read my work and he told me. Good stuff and… Continue reading
Hemingway table.. I found Hemingway table in Paris, in the Spring of 1978. I found Hemingway table in Monterey, California in 1992. I searched Central and South America for three years, seeking the… Continue reading
Old Monterey and Hemingway.. I was looking for my friend Hemingway on the Monterey pier. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood… Continue reading
Ernest Hemingway When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical places and drinking. He left us with the legacy of loving the women and… Continue reading