This is my fourth (and who knows? maybe my last) collection of poems. My three previous collections are Ripples on the Surface, Child of the Universe, and A Call to Contemplation. Ripples on the Surface includes poems starting when I was fifteen years old. Of the latter three collections, a large number of them were written in Portland, Oregon’s, Japanese Gardens, because I’ve always found it peaceful and inspirational.
I never title my poems; that’s why they are numbered. The first line of each poem is listed in the back of the book with its number. This collection is written about feelings and insights from the perspective of age and experience. Some poems may show occasional confusion that comes with age.
I don’t group my poems together by topic, because I feel that would be too tedious to the reader, and because my poems are how I feel at the time of writing. Feelings are all tied together anyway. It’s the reader’s choice how to read my poetry. If read in order, the poems reveal more about the author (should the reader choose to do so). A poem simply has to be experienced, so there’s really not much more I can say. What I have to say is already in the poetry.
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