What is poetry? This art form isn’t willing to be defined, labeled, or nailed down. Its words are the chiseled marble of language. It is a paint-spattered canvas, but the poet uses words instead of paint, and you are the canvas.
In 𝑂𝑛 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, Stephen King claims “outlines are the last resource of bad fiction writers.” King suggests they limit inspiration and the joy of creativity. Jack Kerouac likely agreed, writing novels such as 𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝑎𝑑 in a stream-of-conscious style on a long roll of paper.
I’ve always been an avid reader. About ten years ago, I decided to write my first book. I grew up on Agatha Christie and Sherlock Holmes, but the supernatural called to me and enticed me. I wanted to write a book with all the sarcasm and wit of the TV show, Supernatural, the mystery of…
I didn’t set out to become a poet nor did I sit down one day thinking I would try to write a poem. For me it began more circuitously. It began with a foreign tongue. For me, reading and more importantly translating is the way I first discovered the stirrings of my own voice within.…