Sometimes in my poetry I struggle with the concrete. Or maybe it’s the opposite. The abstract. I don’t know if I think abstractly. Depends how you define “abstract”, noun, verb, or adjective. I’m certainly not concise. I may take thingsRead More

Once upon a time, I had to memorize a poem for school. Truthfully, I can’t even remember what poem it was that I memorized. I’m pretty sure it was She Walks in Beauty by Byron but I wouldn’t bet myRead More

43. Silence I HAVE known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it pauses, And the silence of a man and a maid, And the silence for which music alone findsRead More

I hated writing poetry as a kid, mostly because I seem to lack the ability to rhyme or the sense of rhythm that other people agree upon. The rhythm? I really don’t know what my problem is. I never seemRead More