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Joe Tetro
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- At 10:26pm on March 26, 2009,
Chiko said… - Hey, thanks for the comment. I'll gladly share wine with you if I was legally old enough. Hmmm, rage and sorrow are so messy to deal with especially when it escapes the barricades one carefully erects to avoid such situations.
- At 10:22am on January 11, 2009,
Christina Davis said… - Hey thanks for the invite! I don't get on here much, but I look forward to getting to know more writers in the area! I'd love to read some of your work!
- At 3:26pm on January 5, 2009,
Dave Stringer said… - Thanx for the add-- I'm totaly honored! I'm in the process of teaching myself how to write, and "Saying goodbye . . . " is probably my best poem so far.
- At 9:27pm on October 11, 2008,
Carmen Fernandez said… - I'm sorry that you can't make sense of my poem. I dont quite get your response. What I'm trying to express is my grief for my loss and those who have lost. If they can't relate then its not the poemfor them. I dont think that anybody close to you has gone to war. If not then please I would rather you not comment on something you know nothing about. I respect the fact that you served in the military. But my husband served recently, and the fustration I have is that while men and women are fighting they are not remembered around the US. The very country they swore to protect. Take it for what you will, but it is now know that there are no nukes in Iraq. But yet the gov't made it sure that there was nukes over there. I would rather Iraq take control and get our men and women out of there.
- At 7:27pm on September 24, 2008,
Donald Anderson said… - Hi Joe, nice to hear from you, with compliments and news of your book too! About networking, it's good to ask questions first and only "promote" if the person's interested... the other thing to do though is to blog on those sites about your stuff so people who look on your profiles find out info, and to put the website link when it is put up, in your "signature" that is at the end of posts (automatically, in settings or account on most messageboards like this is). I hope this helps. A little experiment next P.E. issue is going to have Stephen Wilson as guest editor.
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- Interests:
- Poetry, Crafts, Stories
- About Me:
- I am a 72 year old child of the '50 and 60'. Had a rural childhood in NE. Was a voice interceptor for Russian in the Army. Got a B.A. in German Languages and never felt more lost in my life. I knocked around for forty years making a living in everyway possible. Farm labor, psychiatric aide, rode freight trains, hitchhiked, you name it. I was an outsider; never fit in with the hypricrisy and crazy making I found on jobs everywhere I looked. I led a life that was full and overflowing with surprises, escapades, accidents and adventures. Finally, at 72, I've finished my foot lose, off beat memoir called "Lost in America (Memoirs of a Maverick)" about which a Bakersfield writer, N.L. Belardes, author of "lords: Part I" had this to say: "Joe Tetro's memoir is a raw journey and adventuroius read, a real bull ride through the consciousness of America" Look for it on barnesandnoble.com or amazon.com in November 2008. I have also published a number of poems up and down the central valley, and have two honorable mentions in Stockton Art Commission contest and a second prize for an essay contest by S.A.C.
- Where did you hear about us?
- From Donald Anderson when I lived in Stockton and wrote and read poetry. I have 4 poems in Sun Shadow Mountains.
Joe Tetro's Blog
A SECULAR HYMN
age-old tree bark
falls softly to the ground,
then tiptoes unheard
back into earth.
and those
that leave before us
silently follow it
fading freely
back to earth.
And what jubilant praises
are heard
behind them——
in the chirping
and singing
of the birds.
falls softly to the ground,
then tiptoes unheard
back into earth.
and those
that leave before us
silently follow it
fading freely
back to earth.
And what jubilant praises
are heard
behind them——
in the chirping
and singing
of the birds.
Posted on October 10, 2008 at 11:39am — 4 Comments
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