Coleman Barks

(1937 / Chattanooga, Tennessee)

New Year's Day Nap - Poem by Coleman Barks

Fiesta Bowl on low.
My son lying here on the couch
on the 'Dad' pillow he made for me
in the Seventh Grade. Now a sophomore
at Georgia Southern, driving back later today,
he sleeps with his white top hat over his face.

I'm a dancin' fool.

Twenty years ago, half the form
he sleeps within came out of nowhere
with a million micro-lemmings who all died but one
piercer of membrane, specially picked to start a brainmaking,
egg-drop soup, that stirred two sun and moon centers
for a new-painted sky in the tiniest
ballroom imaginable.

Now he's rousing, six feet long,
turning on his side. Now he's gone.


Comments about New Year's Day Nap by Coleman Barks

  • Fabrizio Frosini (5/29/2016 5:52:00 AM)


    from a dad's perspective, this one could be sort of equivalent of Pamela Sinicrope's Mother At Midnight - poem of the day.. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Spock The Vegan (12/29/2015 7:58:00 PM)


    I didn't understand until I read Kim Barney's comment. I agree. I wonder what else I didn't understand. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (12/27/2015 3:22:00 PM)


    I have never heard it described with such humor, beauty, solemnity, and grandeur all at one and the same time: came out of nowhere
    with a million micro-lemmings who all died but one
    piercer of membrane, specially picked to start a brainmaking,
    egg-drop soup, that stirred two sun and moon centers
    for a new-painted sky in the tiniest
    ballroom imaginable.
    (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (12/27/2015 8:08:00 AM)


    Clever description of how the sperm fertilized the egg to create his son. (Report) Reply

  • (12/27/2015 4:31:00 AM)


    very good father, you raised an outstanding kid (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (12/27/2015 2:10:00 AM)


    Everything has a change as time goes on life sure! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 11, 2015



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