A Poem By: Francisco Dosal

Such lovely rose

My heart arouse

To take it home

No more alone.

Petals fell.

Colors fading.

I took a life.

That needed no saving.


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Mi Vida

A poem by: Francisco Dosal

Sick and wellness

Love and hate,

I stand before my obtained fate.

O, stand before night and day.

Stay far from God, but close I pray.


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She Was Divine

A poem by: Francisco Dosal

Divine she was and forever be.

No muse had ever stood before me.

Let me know your name,

let me know just that.

A name to share

To give lungs air.

She never spoke

So she’ll remain as so.



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Why Beyond The Good & Evil

I was recently a guest on the podcast, “What Are You Reading.” A podcast dedicating to spreading the wonders and power of reading by discussing with interesting local Atlantians and getting to know the books that have had great influences on them and sharing those same books with others. Joined with Tim Rhodes and Ian North, they introduced me after giving a short brief description of what they were currently reading.   “What were some books along the way that were significant to you?” Ian asked. On top of my head I said, “The Things They Carried,” by Tim O’Brien. They nodded there heads and agreed.

“Yea I think so… yea maybe some of it made its way into your book,” Ian suggested. I agreed as it did and so many others writers and philosophies that I somehow managed to stuff into my 215 page novel. Some of it clear as day light and some hidden between the lines. “And yea so I was gonna ask, cause its an obvious question, if Neitzche was somewhere behind the tittle of your book? and why? “Beyond Good and Evil,” was one of his famous works and why the “The” behind, “Beyond The Good and Evil.”

“Thats a good question,” was my respond until coming up with, “maybe because, “the,” sounds a little more intense, more cinematic.” We broke out in laughter. It was true I did add the, “the,” for a more theatrical feel to it but I knew deep down in my sub conscience, I had a more deeper reason.

I had come across Neitzche’s work but never seemed to find the time to read, as I was heavily re-writing and editing my novel. During a fast read and glimpse into his work I came across one of his quotes that shook my very core, my existence, my everything. “What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil.” Many can argue its meaning but you can not argue an ideas influence and what it can do to the human spirit. For me, it helped me understand my characters and their desires and the desires of everyday human actions. Human beings are very strange; I think I’ve always said this from time to time and they are. Most of what human’s do and if not everything is done out of love, as do my characters. They, each one of them, act beyond reason and logic and rely on what is right to their understanding. What one understands and grows to love. If that be affection, domination, power, admiration, greed, justice, respect, lust etc. whatever it may be. Whether good or bad, it does not matter to them, it is beyond their  understanding; it is even beyond our understanding. Perhaps why most evil doers never see the wrong in their actions.

Some suggest that Alejandro, a character in my novel, is wicked for killing a teenager and his father but praised for what others could not do and that Persela is a sinner for finding love and affection from someone other than Anthony, her abusive boyfriend. Both ignorant of what they had done, as most of us are when we are pursuing happiness and love. As Neitzche had said, “What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil.” So I had named my novel, “Beyond The Good and Evil,” in respects to the ideology that we are in search for love . And the, ” The,” was the staple declaring that in its very core, this is its main subject. I was once told from an old friend that philosophy will always be in need of rewording for future generations to understand.

Below are the links to my first novel, “Beyond The Good And Evil,” as well as a link to the entire podcast with, “What are you reading.”

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– Click here to listen to the entire podcast, “What Are You Reading,” with Ian North and Tim Rhodes and guest, Francisco Dosal.

How To Write And Read Poetry, Correctly?

This is a topic that I have been contemplating to write for some time now. Since, I could not decide whether to write it to the public or personally to Mrs. Johnson, my sophomore teacher. Who for eight years now, kept my feelings of poetry in limbo. I didn’t know if I should shove my once love for poetry to hell with or embrace it heavenly in the form my teacher enlightened it. But after many years of replaying what Mrs. Johnson had taught me, I have learned that she was after all wrong and I, all along, was right.

She had just finished a poem about an individual who was preparing to write but lacking the tools suggested that all a writer ever really needs is a pencil and paper. I vaguely remember the details, but I remember very clearly how it made me feel towards life. I felt as if our goals could be accomplished with the simple desire to accomplish them and that no one should feel discouraged if one lacks the resources and tools. I felt that in life, all that is really needed is the simple things like, ambition. I explained all of this after she had asked the class to explain what the poem meant, confident I rose my hand, not expecting her to backfire my opinion. She explained that the poem meant nothing of what I had suggested and that it was a simple suggestion towards every poet who felt intimidated of ever writing their work. I couldn’t deny her answer, it made just as much sense as my opinion and the opinion of the rest of the class. And for eight years now, this moment of time has caused me to never read a poem having felt that I could never actually read nor understand poetry. But then the question rose from my soul. How does one write and read poetry, correctly?

Trying to write poetry correctly, is impossible. There is no right or wrong way of writing a piece of art, it is something that is simply written. A poet simply feels and some divine spirit takes control of their hands and before they realize it, a poem has been formed in a piece of napkin, wrapping paper, and even, in my case, toilet paper. In a weird way, understanding poetry is understanding the soul and the human spirit. Having a correct way of writing poetry would only destroy the possibilities and the desire of writing. It would only question our ability to write and destroy the sprite of writing. So their is no correct way of writing, one simply writes without ever questioning what is writing by trying to understanding it. Because something within suggested the words to be printed on paper and understood or not they must be important to the heart. So now the question: should a poems be understood?

Poets should never be understood (at least I don’t think they should) nor should they understand themselves. It defies being a poet, understand the working of their spirit,in a sense, imprisons their wondrous soul from venturing off and returning with poems. I do not think they want nor understand themselves. Yet, scholars have a particular goal and that goal is to strip a poem inside out rather than letting the poem strip them. That by understanding the poem, one could have a better understand of the poet. But what good will that do? Why study the life of someone else than their very own? So by questioning the poem rather than letting the poem question the reader destroys the purpose of poetry. The purpose that a poem is not to be understood by any one. It is simply a piece of work that should run through us so that it may inspire us in whatever fashion; in the same way the writer was inspired to write it. Because poetry is meant to influence us passionately in whatever way one understands it. One may understand the poem in one way and another may feel the poets pain and joy. Neither readers are wrong but simply have different perspectives towards it. Their perspectives should not be judged nor declared wrong but respected. There is no right way of reading a poem because there is no such thing as having the right opinion.

Mrs. Johnson left me cornered, leaving to never write another piece of poem or read one. Perhaps, since dropping out, she has left other poets scared of ever coming across a piece of art. So in an effort to restore the spirit within I have written this, in hopes of helping at least a single individual to write away and although not understanding their very own work to not fear what is being felt within. As well as to who feel intimidated to reading poetry and not understanding them when subconsciously the poem had been understood clearly. Because trying to critique, compare, and understand a poem, the enjoyment of reading them is destroyed; as well as the enjoyment of writing one in the future, if one is going to be studied rather than simply admired. So write away, with no understanding, limitations, or fear.

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