In 2007 the United Nations General Assembly declared April 2 as World Autism Awareness Day, intended to draw the world's attention to autism, a pervasive disorder that affects tens of millions. The UN resolution hoped to urge everyone to engage in activities that raise awareness about autism throughout society in order to encourage early diagnosis and intervention. The designated day was also designed to further express deep concern at the prevalence and high rate of autism in children evident in all regions of the world as well as their consequent developmental challenges.
World Autism Awareness Day is meant to draw attention to autism as a growing global health crisis. Various activities have been planned to help increase and develop world knowledge of the autism epidemic. Additionally, the day’s events celebrate unique talents and skills exhibited by individuals with autism. Organizers have requested that all join in an effort to inspire compassion, inclusion, and hope, desiring to give a voice to millions of individuals worldwide who are undiagnosed, misunderstood, and seeking assistance but often cannot speak for themselves.
In the spirit of this special day, as well as National Autism Awareness Month during April, I offer the following poem, “The Art of Memory,” which appeared in my recent chapbook, Dark Refuge (Whale Sound, 2011). The poems in this chapbook represent a sampling from an ongoing program of poetry I have been composing, Autism: A Poem. The sequence of works addresses particular observations or impressions concerning the characteristics and consequences associated with autism, delivered through a poetic chronicling of personal experiences with my son Alex.
I remind visitors that Dark Refuge is available for readers to experience in differing manners, including free as online audio, online text, downloadable mp3, pdf manuscript, and e-book, as well as a cd, and in a print edition.
World Autism Awareness Day is meant to draw attention to autism as a growing global health crisis. Various activities have been planned to help increase and develop world knowledge of the autism epidemic. Additionally, the day’s events celebrate unique talents and skills exhibited by individuals with autism. Organizers have requested that all join in an effort to inspire compassion, inclusion, and hope, desiring to give a voice to millions of individuals worldwide who are undiagnosed, misunderstood, and seeking assistance but often cannot speak for themselves.
In the spirit of this special day, as well as National Autism Awareness Month during April, I offer the following poem, “The Art of Memory,” which appeared in my recent chapbook, Dark Refuge (Whale Sound, 2011). The poems in this chapbook represent a sampling from an ongoing program of poetry I have been composing, Autism: A Poem. The sequence of works addresses particular observations or impressions concerning the characteristics and consequences associated with autism, delivered through a poetic chronicling of personal experiences with my son Alex.
THE ART OF MEMORY
First he lists the digits, numerals
. . . . . tied together in his mind like ivory
beads for keeping count on a rosary.
. . . . . He knows intimately those figures
most cannot fathom, has memorized
. . . . . pi to thousands of places. We believe
he visualizes the numbers printed
. . . . . as columns of cuneiform characters
posed in pictures seen on a tinted
. . . . . screen, perhaps in the way Cezanne
celebrated nature’s abstract gifts
. . . . . by suddenly delivering vivid imagery,
broad lush brush strokes imitating
. . . . . its right angles and vibrant tones
or those blunt shapes of dull stones,
. . . . . discovering true hues of shrubbery,
finding bright lines of sunshine, light
. . . . . sliding over slopes of shadowy hills.
. . . . . —Edward Byrne
I remind visitors that Dark Refuge is available for readers to experience in differing manners, including free as online audio, online text, downloadable mp3, pdf manuscript, and e-book, as well as a cd, and in a print edition.
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You honor Alex with your tender and lovely poem.
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