Self-Portrait At 28 Comments

Superbly created in 1995 and such a remarkable great summing up. All hail to you, David! ! I also wrote at 18-20 and so on, but yours is much much better than my long lost letter (poem) So happy to read your superb poem here. Thank you so much for sharing, David! God's Blessings.

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Plain-spoken and with a depth of feeling that makes you feel like the writer is right beside you. Glad to have discovered Berman's poetry, even if his death revealed it to me. His work will live until we no longer live...

I feel horrible only getting around to your poetry after your passing, but It felt wrong not doing it with how much your recent music has touched me. This poem is wonderful, thank you for having written it. RIP David.

Very nice one to capture the past 28 years of experiences in life and how you have synthesized it in your internal mind space. Thanks please

And the pressure to simulate coolness means not asking when you don't know, which is why kids grow ever more stupid. A nicely penned poem, thanks for the lovely poem shared. 10 for it.

I just skimmed your poem. I have a group at Compass Health at 11am. It was a very interesting biographical poem for a young man of only 28 years old. I am currently 62 so I guess I am more than a few years ahead of you!

My childhood hasn't made good material either mostly being a mulch of white minutes with a few stand out moments,

Unbelievably written, David. So very talented

David, you are a genius...... wow......

i loved the poem and am cryeing! but i didn't understand the part about the finger in jaime mackey's b-hole? /?

Hmmm. I read the first few lines. It didn't cpature my attention at all. If he thinks it's a bad title he should change it...but then it's not for us...so I didn't care to read it...I don't care about his negativity or his knife. This poem was going no where. He switched from what his title was which had nothing to do with the main theme of his poem, or at least had nothing to do with the knife in his hand. I don't believe poetry should be judged, but that's because some poetry is just not meant to be read. It is so personal to the person that writes it that it is not meant to be understood, not meant for anyone to be able to glean any good from it, and doesn't care for who might read it. This is one of those poems. It is what it is and it would be a waste of time for anyone to read it, really. At least it is for me.

Interesting, brutally honest.....held me till the end!

What a wonderful poem. I was held by every word and if it had been twice as long I would have still been gripped to the end... Imagine getting a birthday present like this from your muse.

Interesting Poem, a sort of thinking aloud talking head.I would have probably been tempted to edit it, but perhaps the truth would have been edited as well and that wouldn't do, the truth is everything, when lies are removed.

Superb! A remarkable poem.