Bricks Poem by gershon hepner

Bricks

Rating: 4.5


When we tell the story of our life
we pick
each detail choosing, like a wife,
each brick
with which, just like a house, we build
the tale,
and know the moment it is filled
we fail.


Milan Kundera, quoted in an article by Jonathan Coe on the neglected novelist B. S. Johnson in the LA Times, June 28,2005, said:

'The novelist destroys the house of his life and uses its stones to build the house of his novel. A novelist's biographers thus undo what a novelist has done, and redo what he undid. All their labors cannot illuminate either the value or the meaning of a novel, can scarcely even identify a few of the bricks.

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