Guest Poet Frederic Surget
JE SUIS GRAND
Remember nights
you wept
eyes closed
to my chest.
Remember mornings
you sipped
your bottle
on my lap.
I told you
trees and lillies
once lying
on the grass
your questioning look
hooked to mine.
Today I don't
need your hand
daddy
je suis grand
said my boy
in a true smile.
But stay
a little while
only I still
have plenty
to tell you
and more.
It is I who
need you
I may confess
before you part
and say bye
papa,
my big boy.
November 1997
Frederic Surget's Questions:
First, I wonder if this experience sounds plausible to the reader. But also,
I am not sure of the opportunity of using French words or expressions. Finally, the third question is rather more technical and concerns the use of punctuation. Should I use some more ?
I thank you all for your time, and hope to read you soon.
Correspond with Frederic Surget at
fsurget@nordnet.fr
with your ideas about this poem.
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