A Couple of Great Lines of Poetry
The New England Poetry Club has an open mic once a month. After three readings by selected poets, the mic is thrown open for about 10 callers each of whom can present one poem. If you are interested in listening in, or in having a chance to read, let me know at [email protected].
But in the meanwhile I wanted to share a couple of lines in one of the poems read by a scheduled reader, Gail Mazur. I am not (yet) acquainted with her work although she has several published collections, and I was taken by two lines which came up (not in sequence) in one of her recited works. These lines resonated here in part, I believe, as we have had a recent loss in our family; and here they are:
Grief can teach me nothing.
Life is totally about losing everything.
While it is a fundamental disservice to take lines out of a poem which is an integral emotional whole, I could not resist. I wonder if these lines have a life of their own in your lexicon, also….
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Stephen Honig
Stephen Honig has been writing fiction and poetry all his life. The sources of his writings are of course his life experiences: growing up in ethnic New York City; attendance at two alleged bastions of Ivy League erudition; a long career in the law with its attendant exposures to people, business and technology; reading everything eclectic along with alleged classics of the Western canon; wide travel including a gig in the USSR in the ‘70s to bring legal briefs to refuseniks; teaching at three colleges and at a law school in Russia; raising two families in very different generations. Now, Honig has completed his first novel, Event, a thriller combining the international espionage style of John Le Carre with the gripping pace of novels by James Patterson. If you’d like to sign up to automatically receive my blog posts, please go to the Contact page and submit the form. Thank you!