From a Poet

To celebrate the release of the ebook of Seasons Of Mind, it will be offered free over the next three days to anyone willing to take the time to download it.  Please review it on Amazon if you have found it worthy. Click  here for the epub format (starting February 5th) Or click  here for the kindle format (starting Februrary 6th) In the meantime, let the following excerpt from August 12th, 2011 of Seasons Of Mind take the place of supplication: 'This morning as I leaned against a rock in the pale of dawn, the soft flame and subtle heat of the sun grew upon my back, as if some giant overstepping the valley, and on the ground in front of me, against the increasing light, my shadow appeared within the very air of which a moment before gave no semblance of human being. The grandeur, or the deep, profound obscurity of things, that lay hidden in the mellow breath of time, wherein the center of our universe comes to completion, and the most important point of that n

There is time for nothing else in this world but what we ourselves have set afoot, and finding the majority of our efforts occupied with a certain hope of reward, it is not distasteful to give ourselves pleasure with simplicity and joy in far-seeming whims.  Thus, it is the hope that, with the release of Seasons Of Mind, those of you may find in it a pleasure to your free time and a joy in reflection. Please note that Seasons Of Mind may be bought through any distribution channel (Amazon, Barnes and Noble, etc...) or by going to your local bookstore and ordering a copy.  But also, by clicking on the image below you get 10% off.  The ebook is still in the process of being formatted and should come out in the next week or two.

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

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