B H Fairchild

(1942 - / Houston, Texas.)

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Body and Soul


Half-numb, guzzling bourbon and Coke from coffee mugs,
our fathers fall in love with their own stories, nuzzling
the facts but mauling the truth, and my friend's father begins
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  • Bill Upton (3/15/2014 8:04:00 PM)

    One of the most visual and introspective poems I have ever read. To build up to the crescendo that was the greatness of Mantle even at a very young age, was magnificent. I am still shaking my head over the wrap-around build up to the end. A truly spectacular poem. And I am not generally given to such praise. (Report) Reply

  • Blue Dragonfly (5/12/2013 4:35:00 AM)

    Awesome....Had similar relatives who I've always admired and always will, who lived in Ouchie, Ok in the early
    50's near Spavinaw.... I remember their little white house and front porch and how hard they worked and
    loved.. Always longed for this kind of tale concerning one of my heros.....The great Mick... Thank you.... (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (3/15/2013 6:31:00 PM)

    Reading your poem was like listening a neighbor tell the story. So good to read a poem connected with Oklahoma. (Report) Reply

  • Martin O'Neill (3/16/2012 5:41:00 AM)

    I was lost.... sailing over the Allis Chalmers and squinting into the dust clouded sun..

    Sublime. (Report) Reply

  • John Raubenheimer (3/15/2012 4:48:00 PM)

    Not often I get so engrossed in a long poem that I forget how long it is. What a beautiful piece of storytelling. How lovely to read a poem with such a long, deep reach. I am lost in this poem and found again. Thank you poemhunter for sending me this poem... How wonderful for someone to be able to write like this. (Report) Reply

  • Phyllis T. Halle (3/15/2012 3:03:00 PM)

    BH, your lovely stroy touched me deeply and your choice of words dazzled me. Thanks for a great moment of reminiscing and seeing into the future and understanding people and my self a little better! ! (Report) Reply

  • Michael Shepherd (2/21/2006 5:38:00 AM)

    Rich, you've probably discovered by now that Fairchild remains one of the greatest American poets from the heroic age of the common man. (Report) Reply

  • Rich Hanson (4/18/2005 4:42:00 PM)

    My apologies. I meant to hit '10' instead of '9.' Would've given it a '20' if I could have. (Report) Reply

  • Rich Hanson (4/18/2005 4:40:00 PM)

    Wow! Simply the best baseball poem I have ever had the pleasure to read. Who are you, Mr Fairchild? Have you published any of your work? (Report) Reply

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