Someone determined enough to die will find a way--have even seen people will themselves to death. They give up. Fortunately, in my case, I never carried through. Look at what I would have missed out on: my words, for one! Sadness in these lines, well penned.
However, I don't think Hemingway was the first: I think Judas was, when he hung himself after betraying Christ with a kiss. Could be others, earlier than that...
Your poem is food for thought, for a lifetime. The direction of our life is our choice, and sometimes the choice will end with our death - be it through stupidity, carelessness, or our own hand.
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Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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Someone determined enough to die will find a way--have even seen people will themselves to death. They give up. Fortunately, in my case, I never carried through. Look at what I would have missed out on: my words, for one! Sadness in these lines, well penned.
However, I don't think Hemingway was the first: I think Judas was, when he hung himself after betraying Christ with a kiss. Could be others, earlier than that...
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Kathy