I feel somewhat presumptuous in calling these “poems” only because I am not a poet in any meaningful sense. On the other hand, more than one person has described my work as “poetic” so my schizoid attitude is, if not excusable, at least understandable.
10 Verses Seeking An Image (2018) is my most recent foray into the genre, although in some ways, the poetry is almost secondary to other considerations. This is almost an essay in poetic form, if you will.
Blue Light (2012) is the most consciously poetic of these. It’s always been a personal favorite, although not too many people have seen it.
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