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Grandson

My first grandchild was born at 12; 12 on July 19,three days after my birthday.
His weight was 3398g. He looks lovely, strong, and calm. He is sleeping like an angel beside his mother.
He yawns, sneezes, changes expression on his face to please us.
His mother has become stronger and braver after his birth.
His father has been beside himself with his junior.
We all appreciate how wonderful to have a baby, to welcome a life.
I am looking forward to this Saturday: he will be staying with me for three weeks.

Grandma Toyoko
July 22, '99

Next/Forget-Me-Not

contents ▲top Grandson Tora-san, Our Nostalgia haru wa akebono Forget-Me-Not	Bridging Essay and Poetry I began English writing with poetry in Oct.'97, and next, stepped to essay just one year later Oct.'98. In poem writing, I think inspiration is most important. It falls to me all of a sudden: when I happen to feel a wind, when I happen to see a leaf drift, when I happen to find the meaning of words such as "green", "wallaby", and "lady". After I warm and grow these inspirations in my heart, I put them into words. This is the moment when my new poem is born. I arrange a few spicy words rather than lots of flat words,leaving part of interpretation to my readers. On the other hand, I know essay requires a topic. After finding a theme, I organize it into a structure with some logic in my mind for a few days, that is, hours of brain storm. Once I decide to start, I face my powerful assistant, word processor, I roll up my sleeves, take a deep breath, and tackle my new essay. In the both creations, revising words and restructuring sentences are fun. Playing with words is so enjoyable that makes me unconscious of time, even my housework. If you allow my boldness to consider myself a poet and essayist, here in this first collection of my essays, you have probably enjoyed my individual experiment to bridge essay and poetry. My struggle has gone. Sweet satisfaction has been realized with the last period,another dawn in my writing, on Jan. 22,'99.
Toyoko Beth Richy Oku Hara born in Osaka pref.,Japan,on July 16,19??.

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Grandson
Tora-san, Our Nostalgia
haru wa akebono
Forget-Me-Not

Bridging Essay and Poetry

I began English writing with poetry in Oct.'97, and next, stepped to essay just one year later Oct.'98.

In poem writing, I think inspiration is most important. It falls to me all of a sudden: when I happen to feel a wind, when I happen to see a leaf drift, when I happen to find the meaning of words such as "green", "wallaby", and "lady".

After I warm and grow these inspirations in my heart, I put them into words. This is the moment when my new poem is born. I arrange a few spicy words rather than lots of flat words,leaving part of interpretation to my readers.

On the other hand, I know essay requires a topic. After finding a theme, I organize it into a structure with some logic in my mind for a few days, that is, hours of brain storm. Once I decide to start, I face my powerful assistant, word processor, I roll up my sleeves, take a deep breath, and tackle my new essay.

In the both creations, revising words and restructuring sentences are fun. Playing with words is so enjoyable that makes me unconscious of time, even my housework.

If you allow my boldness to consider myself a poet and essayist, here in this first collection of my essays, you have probably enjoyed my individual experiment to bridge essay and poetry.

My struggle has gone. Sweet satisfaction has been realized with the last period,another dawn in my writing, on Jan. 22,'99.

Toyoko Beth Richy Oku Hara
born in Osaka pref.,Japan,on July 16,19??.

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