Now into my sixth decade of life and my fourth decade as a writer of poems, my life as a “poet” remains what it has been from the start: exhilarating, depressing, titillating, frustrating, enlightening and blinding. In other words, something unpredictable. Gratifying and yet often unsatisfying. Something a reasonable person might choose to avoid. While saying so may seem flip, I couldn’t be more sincere.

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