The accidental writer by Tom Padula – 2008/9

It was February 1968 and I was sitting at one of the tables on the first floor of the Baillieu Library at the University of Melbourne, next ...

Comment on the Poet - By Nella Padula

This second Volume in the “Poetry My Friend” series has

again provided me with the opportunity of commenting not

only on the Author Tom Padula, my husband, but also on the

Poetry selected for this Volume.

Whereas Volume one touched on the themes of Inspiration,

Reflection and School Life... School Life having been a most

significant theme, considering the fact that Tom was a teacher

for most of his professional working life, this second Volume

explores the themes of Love, Marriage, Happiness, Nature, The

Seasons, Sentiments and Life.

Some of the poems in this selection invite the reader into

what is essentially the personal space of our family life and

throws open the doors to experiences and emotions which we

have lived and now share with you. Some experiences are

funny, some are poignant, and some I might say are even

personal, but they all evoke wonderful memories of a past that

we would not change for the world. Take for example the

poem “The Lemons”. I remember one particular occasion when

I believed that our lemon trees had far too many lemons on

them and were weighing very heavily on the branches. So in

a moment of excessive exuberance I picked them all. Every

single one of them! In retrospect I’m not quite sure whether this

brute act of vandalism was an ultruistic act meant to elleviate

the burden of the trees whether I actually had a plan for what

I was going to do with the hundreds of lemons that I had just

picked, all I know is that at the time it seemed like a good idea.

The poet, the part that is my husband, has never let me forget

this incident and now that it is in published form neither will the

rest of the world.


In conclusion, allow me to elaborate a little on who I believe

the author to be. The poet who immortalized the funny moment

of the “picking of the lemons” is also the one who agonizes

about the reckless and thoughtless pollution destroying our

wonderful planet, the romantic who exalts in the beauty of the

rose, the spiritualist who understands and accepts the cycle of

human life and its close connection to the seasons and the

environment. Tom Padula is multi-faceted like a finely cut

diamond. He has a deep sense of right and wrong. He is

offended by unfairness, intolerance and injustice. He is

angered by bullying and arrogance. He is the crusader of lost

causes and an advocate to the weak and he is humane and

humble in his interactions with all people in all walks of life,

whether young or old.

Those of you who do not know Tom Padula personally may

be forgiven for thinking that I am guilty of blind wifely love in

the lauding his merits, but those readers who know him will

know that my comments are fair and just. I am unashamedly

proud of his talents, and would urge the future readers of this

second volume of “Poetry My Friend” to emulate my feelings

and discover for themselves the jewels of sentiments to be found

in this book.

Nella Padula