Like Hemingway

Cafe (free download)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


I recently read A Moveable Feast written by Ernest Hemingway about his early years in Paris.  He shares memories of himself and other writers living in or visiting Paris during the years he lived in Europe.  The book was inspiration for my poem, Like  Hemingway.



Like Hemingway

Like Hemingway,
I love a cafe.

My favorite has hushed conversations
and almost inaudible music.

The best bakes bread, greets me by name,
and asks, “The usual?”

Like Ernest, I dine alone,
but don’t feel lonely.

He wrote.
I try to write.


Photo of Cafe at Holmfirth by Tom Curtis.  Downloaded from

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16 Responses to Like Hemingway

  1. michellepond says:

    Love the lines about the bread. Great work, Sabra.

  2. Sabra Bowers says:

    Thank you, Michelle! Nothing like the aroma of baking bread.

  3. This is a lovely write. It’s almost bread baking season at my house. 😉

  4. Sabra Bowers says:

    Thank you, Brenda! I was never successful with bread baking, so I enjoy buying it at a bakery cafe.

  5. No, you DO write!!! Like Hemingway. I enjoyed this poem!

  6. Yes, you DO write like Hemingway! …. btw just coincidentally a local townsperson out my way who has a small iced-cream shop – is going to have a documentary that she and her husband produced shown at THE QUAD CINEMA in NYC on October 11-18th … I AM JUST THRILLED FOR HER ❤ see

  7. Sabra Bowers says:

    Thank you for your comment about my writing and for the link about the documentary. I know you are thrilled for your local townsperson. I’m thrilled to know about it…very interesting. Thanks for visiting my blog. 🙂

  8. Kathy says:

    I loved reading a Movable Feast and still own a special copy. The movie Midnight in Paris also comes to mind of that unique, creative time those artists collaborated in mind, art and spirit. There is nothing like eating good, freshly baked bread at a cafe table people watching. You captured it perfectly!

    • Sabra Bowers says:

      Hi, Kathy. Great to know you too have read A Moveable Feast. I thought of you while reading it because he names and describes the wines, and the food he eats. I enjoyed those little details. And then again, he missed meals due to lack of funds and yet it was a rich life they lived during those years in Europe. Thank you for visiting and leaving me a comment. Loved seeing you here.

  9. Bryan Dodd says:

    I love the idea of hushed conversations and almost inaudible music. I spend much of my working time in coffee shops and I’ll wear headphones, but sometimes, will have on no music so I can eavesdrop on conversations that catch my attention. Love your poem!

    • Sabra Bowers says:

      I’m honored to have your comments, Bryan. It would be heaven to have the freedom to work in a location of my choosing. Glad you can. Eavesdropping is required for all storytellers; and you are a great one.

  10. Kris Swanguarin says:

    I like the poem. The sparse language and the irony of the last line is perfect..
    I love cafes too. Fairbanks has many well-lighted places. I don’t write in them too often. I’d rather people watch.
    Read the book many years ago, too many to mention. I inhaled it. At the time I was reading a lot of Hemingway. It was the time I lived kitty corner from the house he stayed in while visiting Northern Michigan for fishing trips. Just for fun I once wrote, ‘I was writing for a living in the town Hemingway lived in and I was in love and it was a fine town where the afternoon breeze off the turquoise-colored bay swept under the shade of the giant oaks and kept the summer days cool with the scent of water and green, and we thought we’d live there forever but nothing, nothing at all, lasts forever.’
    Well, that’s my best Hemingway imitation.

    • Sabra Bowers says:

      I love your best Hemingway imitation, Kris. I always enjoy your writing. Did you see Hemingway when he was there to fish? Someone Pearl knows has produced a film about him; maybe the Northern Michigan house will be in it. Thank you for your visit and your kind comment about my poem. I love that you told a story here. Beautiful writing, Kris.

  11. Mark Spruill says:

    I like the poem. And it sounds like the cafe is my kind of place as well!


  12. Sabra Bowers says:

    Mark, glad you visited and liked my poem. Yes, great wholesome food and friendly folks. I think it is your kind of place. I read a lot of blogs and even with my forgetful mind, I remember your blog post about the employee at Wendy’s. 🙂

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