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My Six-Word Memoir: A Poem
29 February 2008, the poet @ 7:22 pm

I was going to write about something else tonight, but I got tagged by Deborah at 32 Poems to write a six-word memoir. OK, sure, why not?

The game is an interesting twist on a challenge Earnest Hemingway was once offered. He bet $10 that he could sum up his life story in six words. He wrote: For Sale: baby shoes, never worn.

Evidently, this was discovered by Bookbabie who originated the current meme.

Here are the rules:

  • Write your own six word memoir
  • Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like
  • Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to this original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere
  • Tag five more blogs with links
  • And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

So, my six-word memoir. About that. Hmmm ….

After giving this some careful thought - remember, I’m summing up my life in six words (not, as is usual with a memoir, giving an account of a specific time period within my life). So with that in mind, my six-word memoir:

Think,

pave a path,

die.

Why use more words than necessary?

My links: Blogging Poet, Poet Hound, Janet Leigh, Jim Murdoch, Timothy Green.


3 Comments a “My Six-Word Memoir: A Poem”


  1. bookbabie — February 29, 2008 @ 7:36 pm

    Thanks for playing, you’re the first person who cut it back to five words, most people had a tough time with six:)

  2. Jim Murdoch — March 1, 2008 @ 5:36 am

    Someone asked my wife to do one of these and she asked me off the cuff for mine. The answer was obvious:

    Failed. Failed again. Failed better. Died.

    Mind you she asked me for an obituary but it’ll do.

    And BTW don’t fret if I don’t pass comment every day. I read your blog every day but I don’t always have something witty, interesting, relevant or even articulate to say. And the rest of the time I’m just too damn tired.

  3. the poet — March 1, 2008 @ 8:19 pm

    Welcome back Jim. I finally subscribed to your blog. Every time I’d visit I’d start reading and intend to subscribe, but then I’d get caught up in the reading and click a link and before I know it I’m off somewhere else and forget about subscribing. I finally made a point to subscribe. You’re writing good stuff.


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