My Body Was Braille For The Creeping

Between My Finger And My Thumb The Squat Pen Rests; Snug As A Gun. ~from The Poem "digging

The Fact Of The Matter Is That The Most Unexpected And Miraculous Thing In My Life Was The Arrival In It Of Poetry Itself - As A Vocation And An Elevation Almost.

At Home In Ireland, There's A Habit Of Avoidance, An Ironical Attitude Towards The Authority Figure.

Allow Ourselves To Do As Ram Dass Said In His Delicious Phrase "be Here Now." If You Are Here Now You Cannot Fall Into Falsely Constructed Gender Projections.

In Off The Moors, Down Through The Mist Beams, God-cursed Grendel Came Greedily Loping.