Biography of Fred Babbin
I am a retired school-teacher. Email me if you want my address. My poems are rather gritty for the most part, because my life has been rather gritty.
I am a member of the Buddhist Temple of Chicago. 'God' is not one of my priorities, and we are in constant confrontation. I became interested in writing poetry in September 2007, so I would not climb the walls, because I had nothing else to do when I began.
Writing poetry is the best excuse for wasting time that I can think of. I can wool-gather and sit for hours, because I am 'creating'; at least that's what my wife thinks. So I have no guilt about what I am doing.
I save my cutenes, such as it is, for my poetry.
Fred Babbin's Works:
- A Thought on Thought
- A PHOTO OF AN OLD GRAVE (Courtesy of Da...
- Am I O.K., Jack?
- I Love you, I love you, I Love you, I lo...
- 57th and Kenwood
- Dearest Ruth
- Anita's Poem
- Artistic Syndrome
- I’m O.K. Jack
- The Poetry of Hope and Hopelessness
- 1940’s-50’s Biues
- DO I KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT?
This is only a poem, and it is not permanent- nothing is permanent, and since nothing is permanant, we must 'let it go'. I'm not blind, either.
I am like blind Oedipus
living in my comfort zone.
And while I never screwed my mother,
I surely do have many other
that create more problems to be solved.
I can say that “Life is thrilling”,