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A Poet's Journal: February 26th, 2015

  February 26th, 2015 How rare to have body and mind on the same page!  It is not easy to do the things we want when we want to; the auspicious moment always seems to grow from inability and our inability from a desire for something more.  Imagination drags us through this lonely field, giving us our tasks, our worries, making the distance around us insufferable.  And so whenever I have something to do, it is very difficult not to get caught up in the imagination of doing it before it is actually done, working through it a hundred times.  I am not speaking of preparation or details here, but the simple idea of a future to come, and what that future might bring, and how we might handle that--this is the imagination, this is the gateless gate, firmly shut and too defiantly high to look over; this is the gate that never was nor ever has been a gate.  Yet it is richly adorned and so much a part of our inability that it seems better to look at and keep closed rather than pass right through

A Reflection on a Former and a Forthcoming Work

Whether it be a blessing to be recognized for the work one creates, or that it simply pass into oblivion, it is not without some sort of worry that we undertake what we feel to be our duty and try to see in it the bit of perfection that we had hoped for.  Deception hides at every turn and what has been raised by indecision often leads to the regret that it were better left alone.  In truth, there is no middle ground in the work of art, it is rather the source from which all things have been defined, therefore it is we who return to ourselves by its acceptance.  Let others then decide what are the rules of any given art, we must simply believe ourselves to have put forth something according to our nature, and if it is individual, it shall have the good fortune of being universal. These sentiments, of course, have not passed lightly, but it is with the renewal of bringing forth another work that I look back to the former with a sense of evolution; for it remains as unfinished as

Book Release: Seasons Of Mind

In the coming days a new book entitled Seasons Of Mind will become available in print and electronic form at bookstores and online.  The texts are composed of reflections that first appeared on this website in 2016, but were written in the years 2011-2012.  They have since been recast and revised to bring forth that idea which they were all bearing towards, that of an interpretation of the poetic spirit.  For those of us then who still hold a certain respect for the written word and find it not idle to peer into the dimensions of human thought, such a book will not be considered worthless. Upon the same foundations were built the works of Pascal, Aurelius, and Montaigne.  But of course, it has neither of these for its model, nor does it profess to put forth any philosophy unless it be that of giving breath to the resurgence of poetical thought. Therefore, if it is through the confidence of our own whims that we are led past the ignorance of our darkest hour, it is also with inspir