Kerouac Lives - 382 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 382
Rating: ★5.0
When all is lost
On frigid night
No friends for warmth
No enemies...
Saturday, October 26, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: enemies,friends,lost
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KEROUAC LIVES series
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Richard Wlodarski
29 October 2024
I've tried to capture Kerouac's complete loneliness. Judging by your response, Susan, it seems that I've succeeded. Thank you for reading and for your positive response.
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8/29/2026 9:04:54 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I feel the sense of desperation in these 4 lines, I think I have lived this poem. There's a quote I saw by Ibsen, 'The strongest men are the most alone.' There is a freedom in that
2) Sincerest THX for having added this one to your favorites, Kevin!
Kevin, I too think that I have lived this poem. Especially, when I was in high school! Ibsen was right! History has proved it all along!