Fred Babbin

Rookie (1925 / Chicago)

Fred Babbin Poems

81. Comment 9/23/2008
82. Autumn 10/18/2008
83. Life Is Waiting Is Life 10/18/2008
84. Hip, Hip, Hooray 10/18/2008
85. The Bloody 20th 10/29/2008
86. Dans La Danse 11/18/2008
87. Song Of The Boy 11/18/2008
88. Happy Halloween 11/19/2008
89. Virginia 11/26/2008
90. December Sunset 12/2/2008
91. Paradox 12/3/2008
92. Talk 12/3/2008
93. Why 12/3/2008
94. R 12/6/2008
95. Question 12/20/2008
96. The Lights Of Earth 12/28/2008
97. The Infinite Afternoon 1/11/2009
98. Spring 1/11/2009
99. Picture Of An Arab Prisoner X 2/11/2009
100. Do You Hear Me? 2/15/2009
101. Oranges 2/15/2009
102. Why Do I Wear Red Suspenders? 3/19/2009
103. Leta Belle, A Sonnet 4/25/2009
104. Our Raison De La Vie 4/26/2009
105. Sonnetina In A Waiting Room 5/5/2009
106. Ruth Iii 5/28/2009
107. A Senior Residence 9/28/2009
108. Poetic Problem 9/28/2009
109. Words 10/28/2009
110. Pills, Life And Death 10/29/2009
111. Softly, Not Withoug Laughter X 11/8/2009
112. Doctors In The Limbic System 11/8/2009
113. Live And Suffer Haiku X 11/13/2009
114. Lion, Lion X 11/13/2009
115. Stone 12/5/2009
116. W S Merwin At 10 P.M. 12/7/2009
117. Self Condolence 12/9/2009
118. Death 12/10/2009
119. I'Ll Be Home, Mother 12/14/2009
120. Our Constipation 12/14/2009
Best Poem of Fred Babbin

A Thought On Thought

I think that all higher animals - primates, mammalian and ornithic pets, etc. 'think' to a certain extent.

Why do I think?
There is no alternative.
I am condemned to think,
To be obsessed with thinking—
But so is my dog.

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How Do I Do It?

I can say with rhyme or meter
Thoughts that I would not repeat
Or put into prosaic words-
I would never ever say them that way.

Often they are too complex.
And the feelings cannot be
Expressed in any other way,
In any other ordinary words.

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