08-01-2015, 12:53 PM
I think what I meant buy "beauty"...well...when I was growing up, long before I discovered poetry, I kind of lived pursuing the "beautiful". I can't quite put my finger on it now, what I mean by that, but it had something to do with something being revealed to me through the course of the decisions of my life, and those decisions were considered odd or off-kilter by those who comprised the regularities of my life. There was some experiential insight I was after, and I would do almost anything my heart told me to do to find it.
It was just how I lived growing up. Accumulating these experiential insights, experiences. And sometimes they happened. I was waiting and ready for them.
I don't know. But I do know that's about all that interests me concerning poetry. The re-creation of those moments, the beauty inherent in those moments.
Best I can do.
It was just how I lived growing up. Accumulating these experiential insights, experiences. And sometimes they happened. I was waiting and ready for them.
I don't know. But I do know that's about all that interests me concerning poetry. The re-creation of those moments, the beauty inherent in those moments.
Best I can do.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."