The poem in the last post, which I had written the day my son was born, inspired me to adapt it to a more rigid style. Here is the Tanka Sequence (Japanese poem based on principles of Haiku with 5-7-5-7-7 onji) that it later begat…
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He is here.
Nothing in my Life has been more terrifying, more troubling and more altogether rewarding than Fatherhood.
This is a poem I wrote for my son the morning he was born…
The Hum
This is a short story that I had slapped out in a fit of inspiration several years ago. Looking at it now I can see it as it is – a poor attempt at Pahlaniuk-style, W.S.Burroughs freak-out mind game silliness… but I still think there is some value in it, and quite a few nicely turned phrases.
Tell me what you think.
Grandma’s Boy
This is something that comes from a lot of confusion and pain. I love my Grandmother very much and she has always been wonderful to me – She raised me while my parents worked, until I was old enough to start school. But as I’ve grown older and lost my Grandfather, moved away and moved on, looking back I can see a lot of discrepancies between my idyllic memories of childhood and the truth. Seeing her now, I wonder if she’s even the same person. It frightens and intrigues me, and it led me to write this little item – not really a poem, not really an essay, but somewhere in-between.
My wife says it is touching, sad and a little angry, but it also made her laugh… she’s funny that way… in any case, take it as you will.
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