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A Father's DilemmaA Father’s Dilemma |
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Re: A Father's DilemmaQuote: Originally Posted by abraham A Father’s Dilemma What shall I say when you grow up? That I left you 'cause it was needed; That I sacrificed for your good; That I sent you the softest shoes, When you took your first steps; That I sent you the funkiest stationery, When you joined that famed school; That I called you to query, Of the friends you looked up to; Or that you'd never know it all. How can I convince you I'm no deserter? That more than aught I love you; That my absence too proves I care; Or that I'd be different given a chance. I know none of that son. I know only that I love you always. This poem really resonates with me because I have two sons. I care about every word but when it comes to poetry there is little I'd recommend you do. I might use different words or turns of phrasing but they would not improve on what you have written. The first stanza says/shows so much about your love for your son. In the second stanza you switched to telling us why he should know that you care. It is your dilemma whither to show or to tell. We are lucky in someways to have this dilemma as difficult as it is. Paolo |
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Re: A Father's DilemmaThanks, Paolo, for passing by me and for making those wonderful comments. A double-edged sword this dilemma is, as you rightly said. |
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Re: A Father's DilemmaIt is simple Abraham, it is that you are an impeccable warrior. Bless you. |
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RE: A Father's DilemmaThanks, Gritto for the read and comment. I've been a warrior all my life, but don't know about 'impeccable'. Thanks anyway. |
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RE: A Father's DilemmaAbraham, |
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RE: A Father's DilemmaAbraham, I have added your profile name to WordSlinger's Casual Conversation Forum post "In Uniform-OP Poets-Fighting for Freedom". |
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.