I am a poet.

Simple words but I have found them hard to say. Not that I am not proud to be a poet but that poetry is not a thing that I have come to easily. Maybe it is the starving artist syndrome. I suspect that I cannot make my living from poetry and I am not a doggerl versifier.

Rather poetry is an expression for me of the world that I live in. People, but mostly wilderness is my craft. I seek through the quiet rhythms and the vivid words to portray the world that I live and love in. The plants, the animals, and sometimes just the landscapes are the focus of my attention.

I blather on. Read my poetry. Let me know if you love it or hate it. I can learn as much from people who loathe as people who love. Mail me here.

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