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<Mary L. Tabor>'s avatar

A personal note first. What would have been my son's 53rd birthday was yesterday.

Here's one stanza from poem that for me does it all:

VI

And yet all the while you are you, you are not me.

And I am I, I am never you.

How awfully distinct and far off from each other’s being we are!

Yet I am glad.

I am so glad there is always you beyond my scope,

Something that stands over,

Something I shall never be,

That I shall always wonder over, and wait for,

Look for like the breath of life as long as I live,

Still waiting for you, however old you are, and I am,

I shall always wonder over you, and look for you.

And you will always be with me.

I shall never cease to be filled with newness,

Having you near me.

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Peter dePenaloza's avatar

Damn Dee! That is some wonderful writing and thinking. My how you've grown these last many years (I mean this without condescension) in such remarkable and wonderful ways. I think back on the manuscript you shared with me in 2015 or so. Good, dexterous writing, but vapid, look-at-me content, IMHO then. Never shared that with you, it was the beginning of our blue period, and I just didn't feel like it; didn't know where to start and there was just too much anger coming out your mouth and pen. And now, such great depth of thinking and clarity. And examination. Softness and firmness, light and weight. RPS. How gratifying to see you take this simple game we all know, and add dimensions to it many of your readers never even thought to consider. I certainly never did. Gobsmacking and flat-out wonderful. I'll never look at that game the same way again. Thank you for that! And for what you now write in Of Sober Mind. You've brought back to my life the man who was my dear, important friend for so long. Fills my heart. Enjoy the woods. xoxo

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