Back in July, I announced on this blog that I had just made my first serious attempt at putting together a collection of my poetry to be published, a chapbook entitled The Farmer’s Son, and posted the title poem. The response from readers to both this news and the poem was so kind and enthusiastic, with many making inquiries about the current publication status of the book. I am sorry to report the manuscript has yet to find a home, but I remain optimistic, recently finding a few more leads of likely publishers. Meanwhile, I like to follow up by posting another poem from the chapbook, which was originally published about 20 years ago in the poetry journal Sahara. Thank you everyone for your continued support of this blog & my poetry and I hope you will enjoy the poem…
Summing Up the Fifties
Only in the center of this last century, would we find our fathers driving such monstrous vehicles with machete fins and blinding chrome cruising down highways and freeways all leading to the new frontier of sweet suburbia. Everywhere, we saw free-flowing forms, the sinewy curves of kidney-shaped swimming pools, boomerang-shaped coffee tables, and, of course, Jayne Mansfield & Marilyn Monroe. Famished eyes could feast upon an ever-present palette of powder pink and charcoal gray,with smatterings of turquoise and topaz for dessert. No lack for color then, except for faces glimpsed on television sets, men of drab suits and minds, who saw the world as if it were a newspaper, an embarrassed skunk a zebra with sunburn (black and white and Reds all over), forming their House Subcommittees to name the names and flush all the color out.
Paul Szlosek was born in Southbridge, Massachusetts, but currently resides in the nearby metropolis of Worcester. He was co-founder and host of the long-running Poet’s Parlor poetry reading in Southbridge and Sturbridge, as well as a past recipient of the Jacob Knight Award for Poetry. His poems have appeared in various local publications including the Worcester Review, Worcester Magazine, Sahara, Concrete Wolf, and Diner. He’s probably best known in the Worcester poetry community for his fanatical obsession with obscure poetry forms, and has invented his own including the ziggurat, the streetbeatina, and (most recently) the hodgenelle.
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20 thoughts on “Summing Up the Fifties”
Superb, Paul! I am sure you will find the right home for your chapbook and I will be standing in line to purchase my copy.
Your poem captures the fifties very well! Good luck with your poetry manuscript finding a home. Just keep it circulating until it finds the right editor’s desk.
Thank you so much,Liz! I really appreciate your kind feedback and encouragement. I will keep trying, but also looking into self-publishing, but hoping to keep that option as a last resort…
A stunning poem, Paul, and I hope you find a home for your chapbook. I can relate to the fifties; sixties and classic cars. Hubby and I own a 1964 Ford Galaxie, which she is a real beauty.
Thank you so very much, Eugenia! I really appreciate your support, and very envious of your automobile -there is something so impressive about motor vehicles from that age….
Congratulations on your publishing of your new poetry book..
I love your poem. You tell it very well… along with Elvis and Hank Williams… they all loved the big Cadillacs! That looks like about a 1953 as I recall!
Superb, Paul! I am sure you will find the right home for your chapbook and I will be standing in line to purchase my copy.
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Thank you so very much! I am so grateful to you for all your continuous support and encouragement.
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WOW, this is fabulous! Best wishes on the future publication of your book–it’s just around the corner 🙂
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Thank you so very much, you are so very kind!
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100% sincere 🙂
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Your poem captures the fifties very well! Good luck with your poetry manuscript finding a home. Just keep it circulating until it finds the right editor’s desk.
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Thank you so much,Liz! I really appreciate your kind feedback and encouragement. I will keep trying, but also looking into self-publishing, but hoping to keep that option as a last resort…
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You’re welcome, Paul!
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A stunning poem, Paul, and I hope you find a home for your chapbook. I can relate to the fifties; sixties and classic cars. Hubby and I own a 1964 Ford Galaxie, which she is a real beauty.
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Thank you so very much, Eugenia! I really appreciate your support, and very envious of your automobile -there is something so impressive about motor vehicles from that age….
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Most welcome!
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Love it, Paul. I was there, albeit a very small presence, and this rings so many bells.
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Thank you so much, Mitch! That means a lot to hear that. I actually missed living in that decade by a few years, but read a lot about it…
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
AH—THAT’S WHY IT IS “REDS” ALL OVER!
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sort of ‘American Pie’ ish. The new frontier of sweet suburbia is a good reminder of the fact that the ’50s were right before J.F.K.
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Thank you. Larry!
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Congratulations on your publishing of your new poetry book..
I love your poem. You tell it very well… along with Elvis and Hank Williams… they all loved the big Cadillacs! That looks like about a 1953 as I recall!
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My apologies for my inexcusable tardiness in responding! Thank you so very much for your kindness and support!
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It is not problem at all! I am just happy you were able to accomplish your goal!! Have a great day!
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This does take me back to childhood! I remember that Caddie! My neighbor had a 1954 black and white one!
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