My first poem dates from July
2003. I started writing them as I
realized that my attempt at essays and letters, usually about
or other human idiocy were a) dust dry, b) futile, c) harder and
to formulate and express,
d) meaning less and less in any real sense
and e) about subjects without any real and final depth or consequence.
When I started writing blank verse,
everything came together. It was
no longer necessary to think and halt and think and rewrite: the poems
spoke themselves...not perfectly but oh so much more real and
present. Even this
wants to break into verse.
And I began to approach what I have sought in large-format photography:
the numinous innocent gaze to the heart of Creation