On The Road To Dharamsala

Author:   John Moncure Wetterau
Publisher:   Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
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9781438213828


Pages:   72
Publication Date:   13 June 2008
Format:   Paperback
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On The Road To Dharamsala


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Many years ago, my grandmother brought back from the Woodstock library, Zen In The Art Of Archery by Eugen Herrigel. Miraculously, a book written by a stranger defined the road I wanted to travel. These poems are recent stops along the way--mostly in Hawaii, Maine, and India. Each is an effort to see more clearly, to share a local truth, to realize the freedom that arises from understanding. JMW

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Author:   John Moncure Wetterau
Publisher:   Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Imprint:   Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Dimensions:   Width: 14.00cm , Height: 0.40cm , Length: 21.60cm
Weight:   0.100kg
ISBN:  

9781438213828


ISBN 10:   1438213824
Pages:   72
Publication Date:   13 June 2008
Audience:   General/trade ,  General
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active
Availability:   Out of print, replaced by POD   Availability explained
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I was born in Greenwich Village, New York City, but raised, mostly, by my grandparents in Woodstock, a small town in the Catskill mountains. Midway through sophomore year at Hamilton College, an inner voice said, Get out! It seemed crazy, but I knew it was the right thing to do. A fraternity brother told me I'd have no trouble finding work on the shrimp boats in Key West. I hitchhiked south. In Key West, I walked to the harbor and asked for a job on the first boat I found that had anyone on board. The captain said, Shrimp season's over, kid. I think he felt sorry for me. He pointed to a rusty shrimper across the water. He might take you. I picked up my bag and ran around to the other jetty, arriving just as the boat began to pull away. A man on deck was doing something with a cable. He wore a sweatshirt and had a two-day growth. I'm looking for work, I shouted over the engine. You a winch man? The winch occupied a large part of the deck, a complicated assembly of giant gears and levers. The strip of water below my feet widened. It was jump or forget it. I had a vision of winching the boat upside down in the Gulf. I shook my head and walked to the Southern Cross Hotel, a wooden building with white peeling paint and a sign declaring, The Southernmost Hotel in the United States. I wrote it down in a notebook and have been writing ever since. Along the way I served in the Air Force, earned a degree in computer science from the University of Hawaii, married twice, and raised children. The adventures, the loves and betrayals, the teachers, the lessons---they are in my stories and poems, where, like all writers, I have tried to make of my deeper bio something worthwhile.

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