Margaret Robison

Chris the writer




My son Christopher Robison—now Augusten Burroughs—was born October 23, 1965. I wrote the following poem on his 11th birthday:

CHRISTOPHER

There is a log he knows by heart and loves.
He brings me gifts—dried roots, puff balls,
An old bee hive. Less child
More boy, he goes
To follow woods’ trails.
Dried grasses scrape against his thighs
And branches bent swing back like doors.
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