Not fiction, and not non-fiction, poetry occupies the space squarely between. Truth revealed through carefully orchestrated snippets of facts and fiction combined. Fiction revealing the self through the lens of the Other. Even the most autobiographical of poets create detail…
Perhaps you have been wondering if part 3 of this series would ever arrive. It would have posted a couple of weeks ago, but I went to Costa Rica on business. Yes, while much of the U.S. was enduring its first…
Sometimes I’m thinking about poetry itself, not reading a specific poem. On my last trip I found myself arguing against what I remember as a definition of poetry as “strong emotion recollected in tranquility.” Of course this argument was all…
I’ve been traveling a little for business, so I’ve been on a few airplane flights. Flying always gives me a strange sense of being in-between. It gives me time to think where no one else can reach me: no phone,…
Sooooo excited! Finally cracked the code on some of the more complicated formatting of a couple of poems in my ebook, Stars Crawl Out From Their Caves, and put it up on Amazon tonight. Hit that exciting “Save & Publish” button,…
