"I was the kind of drunk who sat in bars and talked about how much I loved my kid" begins THIS NOW, A Poetic Memoir of Sorts, by Taiyu John Robertson, a sober alcoholic, zen buddhist, father, lawyer, and at times a childish fool. A year and a half following his last drink, these Bukowski-like images began to ooze up and onto the page. Robertson writes of drunken longing, spiritual redemption, and the newly found honesty of an ordinary life.