Working With Words
A weblog devoted to spurring a conversation among those who use words to varying degrees in their daily work. Hosted by John Ettorre, a Cleveland-based writer and editor. Please email me at: john.ettorre@gmail.com. "There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real." --James Salter
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
About Me
- Name: John Ettorre
- Location: Cleveland, Ohio
I'm a Cleveland, Ohio-based writer, editor and writing coach, with more than 25 years of experience, including stints in Chicago and Washington, D.C. My work has appeared in more than 100 print and online publications, from the New York Times and the Christian Science Monitor to local and regional publications. My work has been recognized by awards (including an Emmy) from four journalism groups.
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1 Comments:
WISP
The sins of a nation,
The sins of a man
intertwixt
intertwined
combined
into a rope the wisp of smoke
from the smoking gun
for a noose
upon which hung
seven souls lost.
Betrayed
What did they cry?
What did they think?
Did they scream for mercy,
did the little ones whimper in pain?
Did they cry for their mommy?
Was she already slain?
Did he speak to them softly,
Did he come from behind?
I hope I never understand
what went
through
his
mind.
-jk
1/30/09
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