Poetry for me has always been a seeking. A seeking after…into…within beauty. Poetry is my effort to come closer to beauty, to explicate it and behold it in words. I wish to formalize beauty, to give it a title and empower it to go forth into the world. I want to give it shape and lend it the capacity for remembrance.
Beauty is essential. It has nothing to do with superfluous or peripheral matters. It is core. Without essence, there is nothing worth saving. Poetry captures essence.
“The teleology of the universe is directed toward the production of beauty.” (I think…believe…hope Alfred North Whitehead was right.) We must contribute thus, or we will be forever lost in the flagrant misspellings of what is sacred and in manifold misappropriations of meaning.
John Keats and William Wordsworth are my favorite poets. My absolute favorite poem to read aloud is Wordsworth’s Tintern Abbey. And it must be read aloud at least annually for uplift of the soul. My favorite person is my beautiful son…the exemplar of sweetness and cool.
I have shared my poetry through various means including handmade chapbooks, readings, gifts, and publication. All the poetry posted on this site is written and copyrighted by me. This collection represents about half of my poetry.