Along With Youth Poem by Ernest Hemingway

Along With Youth

Rating: 3.1

A porcupine skin,
Stiff with bad tanning,
It must have ended somewhere.
Stuffed horned owl
Yellow eyed;
Chuck-wills-widow on a biased twig
Sooted with dust.
Piles of old magazines,
Drawers of boy's letters
And the line of love
They must have ended somewhere.
Yesterday's Tribune is gone
Along with youth
And the canoe that went to pieces on the beach
The year of the big storm
When the hotel burned down
At Seney, Michigan.

Edward Kofi Louis 28 February 2016

Yesterday's Tribune is gone. Nice piece of work.

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* Sunprincess * 28 February 2016

.........a beautiful reflection of yesterday's memories ★

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Ratnakar Mandlik 28 February 2016

Memoirs highlighted through a beautifully conceived poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Adeeb Alfateh 29 July 2019

Yesterday's Tribune is gone Along with youth great expression great 10++++++++++++++

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Ratnakar Mandlik 18 April 2016

Yesterday's Tribune is gone, Along with youth. Down the memory lane. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it here.

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Kim Barney 28 February 2016

Hemingway was great with novels, very good with short stories, and with poetry... Well, so far,66 people have given this poem a rating of 6.0 out of ten. You decide.

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Susan Williams 28 February 2016

odd the things and the memories we collect as we journey on through life- it makes you wonder why some things stick in your mind.... perhaps because these things are personal metaphors for something else- -take that stuffed owl for instance... is it really a reminder of a stuffy souled woman who looks out upon the world with jaundiced eyes, always perceiving faults, prejudiced widow watching everybody's life and picking it apart...

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Navod Dilhara 28 February 2016

A lamentation is expressed at the end of the poem.. And some memories are highly highlighter! great1

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