tectak, Tom

[billy]

i just found out that one of our older members [Tom], passed away last year.. he was a valuable member of site with a wry sense of humour. bye Tom.

[Todd]

Damn it. RIP Tom. I'll miss his wit and his cantankerous approach to poetry.

Damn

[Tiger the Lion]

i just found out that one of our older members [Tom], passed away last year.. he was a valuable member of site with a wry sense of humour. bye Tom.

That's sad news. Tom had a very keen eye for critique and kept me in line many times when I tried to take too much licence. 
Much respect.

[Quixilated]

 He will be missed.  He was one of the first people I encountered on this site.  I always felt he was one of its pillars.

[busker]

Sad to hear this. He will be missed.

[billy]

I liked him for his honesty. He wasn't afraid to say what was on his mind. The site will miss him, I have missed him.

[RiverNotch]

oh

he got me to be a better critic and poet real big, and i'm pretty sure i'm in one sense imitative of him whenever i comment on a piece

[Erthona]

We were kindred, he was my brother. What a wonderful guy. Hopefully we will meet again.

dale

[Bunx]

Oh man,
sending out my well wishes to his family. This year has been so tough

[Keith]

Oh dear, such sad news. I've missed his bark and bite for some time now, he had a way of always getting the whole root with the weed and his comments where considered and helpful, so sad.

In his own words

I breathe to live; though each hauled hookah breath,
bubbles through tenacious tears of salted, slimy death.
Hear me suck cold setting air through crackling, crumpled caves
in expectorating exorcism, rib-rattling heaving waves.
Inspired by addiction to the slow and breathless prose,
words are better spoken softly than on paper pruinose
with flecks of ash and spittle – my trademark lithograph –
uncopied in my lifetime, though a fitting epitaph.

Tectak
2013