Biography of T.A. Rosenbaum
So, biography, to write down the life to try and tell about the who. But, on a real and important level, what is the 'who.' Who are you? Who am I? Are we a collective of our desires, experiences, likes, and loves? Or are we something deeper, something more tangible than those things that wash away when we sleep and when we die. Pretentious to write this in the bio, perhaps, but I have always pondered it deeply, and perhaps that tells you more about me than if I did this;
I love opera, poetry, movies, philosophy (classical and eastern mainly) , nature, and learning.
I grew up on a farm and lived in a small town. I grew up with the animals and forests and books as my friends. I was bored in school and often got myself into trouble in a wide range of ways. I don't tell many people I know that I really love to write poems.
You be the judge.
- Triplets For A Dying Old Man
- Sailors' Song
- Last Kiss
- The Days They Fly
- Sages Thoughts, Lovers Hearts
- The Mariner's Wife
- Sonnet Of The Candlewood
- The Fox And The Grove
- A Piece of Advice I've Found
- Aeonian Aether
- A Promise
- Good Morning/Good Night
Good Morning/Good Night
Lovely, in a tired sort of way
and there, today, she stood
Watching, as always, the Dawn along the way
How many a day had she stood?
Wishing to capture if she could
That opposing of her endless gray
But the toll of that way, a tired sort of way
That she walked from day to day