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Just A Poet

I am just a poet not a spinner of yarns, my characters hold love and hope in their arms. Concise and spartan my words on the page, not padded with phrases that try to sound sage. Between words and pictures … Continue reading

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Just When

Just when I think I have figured it out and my muse shows up with creative shout, just when my day dreams slide off of the fence and my theorizing finally makes sense, just when my memories float up from … Continue reading

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Soaked To The Skin

I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin. ~Leonard Cohen

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The Poet’s Soul

When poets write they are stripped of all privacy. To read a book is to read facts or history or fiction. To read a poem is to see the struggle or joy of the poet’s soul. ~ John Sutherland

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Evolution of a Poet

Red five-year diary then small blue drawer, one tidy album now many more, shelves in the attic, words out pour, file cabinet, one, then two, four drawer. Now I find I’ve filled a room whole studio, from roof to door … Continue reading

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Times Have Changed For Poets

Years I spent typing out my words on old typewriters, folding, sealing, stamping, mailing waiting. Waiting to hear from publisher, editor, friend. I had to include stamps for my own rejection slips. NOW I sit in my pyjamas, coffee mug … Continue reading

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