And now alas yet another poem from my destructions, You, witness to and here in new flesh and new skin. The skin of hero, the skin of snake, the skin of monster, the skin of saint all Gradually and eventually shedding piece by piece living and dying and Reinventing the world. Poems, photographs, enemies and … Continue reading A POEM FROM MY DESTRUCTIONS

Where Are All The New Voices?

 “O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish;Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d;Of the poor results of all—of the plodding … Continue reading Where Are All The New Voices?