Name: Scenes the Writer Shows: {Forty-One Places a Poem Can Go} (en Inglés)
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Author: Moshe, Mb
ISBN: 9781466987661

portada Scenes the Writer Shows: {Forty-One Places a Poem Can Go} (en Inglés)

Scenes the Writer Shows: {Forty-One Places a Poem Can Go} (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Mb Moshe

Editorial

Trafford Publishing

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

21.6 x 14.0 x 0.6 cm

Peso

0.13 kg.

ISBN13

9781466987661

Categorías

Poesía
Lugares y personas: obras generales y pictóricas

Scenes the Writer Shows: {Forty-One Places a Poem Can Go} (en Inglés)

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Scenes the Writer Shows {forty-one places a poem can go} is a collection of poems from travels and experiences. They describe situations and moments in life (mine or someone else's) that were either positive or negative. A few poems deal with teenage angst and issues of personal experience either in my own or someone else's life. "The Hustler," for example, loosely mirrors my life and experience as a disabled person. It is a montage of my years living in Downtown Minneapolis, riding public transit and adapting to urban life. Word-play, meter and music used often to create images that will draw the reader into the poem. For example, in "Waxing on Flames," I tried to create the image of a bonfire by a river with young scouts growing up as flames nurture them along: "We were young and at the mercy of our means and we flung ourselves Down upon the flames for what we knew felt right; I bridled from Those heated pains that boiled and tested me; and knelt down to Pray upon the iron grate while Moonlight splintered trees to shake Ripe, fierce winds I'd learned to hate;" My poems travel to England, to Scotland and Wales. They go to the Mid-east and to Norway. They go from my home in Minneapolis to New York and Tennessee.