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About the Nature of Poets

The thought occurred to me...

a while ago...

that poets are simply novelists...or better,

essayists.....with short attention spans.

But, as poets do, I set the thought aside....

for a while....

allowing it to roll around my consciousness....

or whatever that place is called

where ideas simmer and circulate

in the broth of our experiences,

inspirations and aspirations

until they are done

and then ooze forth onto the page

extruded by some uncontrollable compulsion

to affix themselves to something where they can catch

a glimpse of light before being tucked away....

....for poets are shy creatures....

hoarding these thoughts they share

with paper and ink

in the dead of night...or early light...

when they choose to venture forth

into the potentially public place

where they rest,

deciding,

whether....or to whom,

they will again appear.

About the Poet

Poet

I resist the idea that I write poems. The words seem to have a mind of their own and generally appear at a time and place of their choosing.

They began one day without warning and trickled into my life over the years with increasing frequency. They have become a way of expressing and, in a way, experiencing my spiritual evolution. They have nudged me along the path, offering insights along the way.

No one heard them or even knew about them for the first ten years. Then I began to share them with the occasional muse who inspired one or two.

I never expected to share them publicly. But somehow, they have pushed their way onto this website. So, now that they’re here — I offer them to you -- gently, unvarnished, with the love from which they were born.

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