Recalling a Last Conversation Between Father and Son
by Bryan Borland
My father died in December, 2009, when his vehicle left a bridge and fell into a lake. To cope with the grief and the loss, I chronicled the year that followed through poetry. The result has become Less Fortunate Pirates: Poems from the First Year Without My Father. It's ultimately a love letter between a son and the father he misses.
I hope the book can bring comfort to others who have experienced similar losses. The book will be published in November of 2012 and I would be happy to send free copies to readers or support groups who might benefit once it's released.
I also encourage those who are struggling with grief to write about their experiences. Even if you're not a writer, even if no one will ever see what you write, it can help tremendously to sort out your thoughts. This is why sites like Recover from Grief are so important.
Recalling a Last Conversation
Between Father and Son
I am angry at myself for not
staking his words to my hollow chest
so that these spaces of excavation
and mental archaeological digs
would hold more artifact. We talked
for five minutes, joking about
mortality and the missing spines
of politicians. The rest,
I’m not sure, layers scraped away
by the trowel of sleepless nights,
dreamlike words hanging
like dust in my throat, as reliable
as the stories we give to bones
found buried in the sand.
From Less Fortunate Pirates: Poems from the First Year Without My Father (Sibling Rivalry Press).
For more about the book: http://siblingrivalrypress.com/less-fortunate-pirates-by-bryan-borland/