Looking for my AgnesA Poem by Coyote PoetrySalinger and Hemingway thoughts. Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J. D Salinger a lifetime to find his Agnes. Hemingway's words made him know. Love was rare and needed. Salinger was heavy with terrible memories. A kind woman protected and loved him. She saved him. He found a forever Agnes. Hemingway never forgot the kind nurse. She nursed his injuries and his heart/mind. He loved her till his last days. I wondered did Hemingway think of the kind married lady before he killed himself? I wonder, do we accept less? I was saved and I was broken. Love was sweet and love was damned. Today I know. We are just pieces of a puzzle. Just pieces gathering till we built a final draft, of what we support to be. Maybe I had my Agnes? I have been saved and I have saved kind ladies. Maybe my Agnes is waiting for me. I remember a Michigan beauty who caressed my face and she saved me in 1992. Maybe we need many people to save us. The Hemingway wish, I may still have. Wishing for someone to save me. Dancing Coyote
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3 Reviews Added on January 10, 2019 Last Updated on January 10, 2019 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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