The Age Demanded Poem by Ernest Hemingway
The Age Demanded
The age demanded that we sing
And cut away our tongue.
The age demanded that we flow
And hammered in the bung.
The age demanded that we dance
And jammed us into iron pants.
And in the end the age was handed
The sort of shit that it demanded.
Frank expression of anger and opposition to societal pressure. Courageous.
Life is very demanding and we don't always get the expected results..such is the duality of the universe..
Ernest Hemingway is a well known and a top poet.No doubt! But in this poem, specially the last line seems crude, crass and unaesthetic.
Age! ! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:03:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'And in the end the age was handed The sort of that it demanded.' - Precisely why we love Hemingway. A brave writer, ballsy and tough-as-nails. xx NDS