adding this (8/6/14) - to purchase a copy of '20 years',
go to www.softsculpturepress.org, then to 'browse and buy',
you'll quickly find 'buy now' - easily found - and,
thank you for interest expressed in obtaining copies
of James Fuson's poetry. . .
still
go to www.softsculpturepress.org, then to 'browse and buy',
you'll quickly find 'buy now' - easily found - and,
thank you for interest expressed in obtaining copies
of James Fuson's poetry. . .
still
silent
the moment lostsometimes, poetry arrives in bear creek's mailbox that touches so deeply, one weeps. . . Fuson's background and, especially, his poems from within it all -
from the introduction -
'january 24, 1994 was the last day of my life. Kicked out of high school, a probation violator, sleeping around, and doing so much of nothing, a series of decisions led to the deaths of innocent people and ruined the lives of so many others. There is no forgiveness in Michigan so, at the age of 17 years old, I was sentenced to life without the possibility of parole. . .'the once mighty oak
dies alone in the yard
a sapling weeps
intro, continued -
'Prison is not for the naive, and a kid, regardless of how much he thinks he knows or how wise he thinks he is, is not ready for it. One of two things will happen to that kid: he will either break and become part of the machine or get tough and grow into a stronger individual. Either way, prison will leave a black stain of his soul. Regardless of what he grows to be, no matter what he learns or becomes, the abuse, alienation, loneliness, and frustration will leave a scar that remains until he dies. It then comes down to this: How does he heal this scar? This collection of haiku examines the impact prison has had on me, how it has changed me fundamentally, and what the world looks like through my eyes.'
under the lights
no one casts a shadow
the forgotten walk
caught staring
at the sun
with my eyes closed
intro, continued -
'The haiku presented here reflects twenty years of observing my environment and the cold irrationalities it espouses, interpreting its meanings through the filter of my experiences, and my thoughts and feelings about it all.
I do not claim to know everything or be all-wise anymore, but these truths are mine and I hold them tight.'
in a wheelchair
a man sits
with dusty shoes
the visiting room
full of empty chairs
except one
- from Jonathan Rajewski of [sic] Press (now Soft Sculpture Press):
'Twenty Years, a serpentine narrative of haiku-observations spanning the twenty years of James D Fuson's ongoing prison sentence in the Michigan correctional system.
James Fuson's haiku collection is $15, including postage, from
Soft Sculpture Press
11627 Klinger Street
Hamtramck Michigan 48212
Twenty Years is one of the most moving haiku collections I have read, and my prayer is that it does, indeed, help with the healing of scars -
www.softsculpture.org
rajewski.jonathan@gmail.com
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ayaz daryl nielsen darylayaz@me.com