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Richard Wlodarski

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France

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I only write the words
The pen cements the ink
I only see the sights
The eyes illuminate
I only hear the sounds
The ears authenticate
I only taste the fruit of life
My mouth and tongue do lubricate

I only smell the sweat
Of this forgotten soul
And feel within arm's reach
Presence of All-Loving God

Richard Wlodarski

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,writing

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Kerouac Series

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Carl Roussell 20 May 2018

I am not sure if I have this right, but it seems as though Kerouac was living life in the third person, and not a direct attachment.

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Richard Wlodarski 22 May 2018

Carl, I'll leave you in suspense. Only because, he was a very complex human being. I'm discovering this more and more as I'm working on the book. Hopefully, my book will bring us closer to the answer.

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