Description: Self published poems and a few short tales told in verse. "3201 e's" (approximately the number of e's in the manuscript)-at first glance a very unpoetic title but beyond that a reflection on the making of poetry from common things. I believe a poem is finite. Poetry is not. Sometimes they travel together. I once collected comments from readers and ended up with more pages of things said about my poems than pages of poetry I'd written. These few are recent: "There's a light, divine freedom in your writing I've always loved." C.E."It's a wow. Warm, wonderful, full of wise and well spoken words. Always with a sense of humor, a sense of wonder, and new viewpoint to share." R.R."I read to the 5th one & have tears in my eyes!" L.D.
