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Poems.

I've been writing (in French, but mostly in English) since the mid eighties.  I write fiction, too, but I always felt the poetic form suited me best.  I find it easier to convey what my imagination sees and what my heart feels with poems.

I think my favourite poet is Margaret Atwood.  I love nature imagery.  But the main reason I dig her is that I get something out of her poems the first time I read them, yet they are deep enough that I need to go back and read them again.  It is this balance between depth and accessibility that I strive for.

This section is the result of a compromise.  I left out my favourite poem.  And there are a few I didn't want to post because they're a little too personal.  But even after weeding those out, there's still some good stuff left, I think.  The thing is, some of these are actually more personal than they may seem, and some are less so.  Keep in mind that these poems reflect the state of mind I was in when I wrote them.  In other words, don't worry about me:  I'm fine.

I don't have enough of a unifying theme to group the poems interestingly, so they are simply presented in the order which I wrote them in.  The first one was written in 1987, I think, and the last one in February 2003.  If that's the order you choose to read them in, don't get discouraged by Boat on a River; it just happens to be the longest and most stream-of-consciousness poem of the lot.  I've included short commentary for each one, but it's just there as an option; I thought it best not to put it on the same page as the poem.  If you have a thing for democracy, you can access the poem of your choice right here:

Boat on a River    Adrift  The Leech on My Leg    Fugitive Sun
Stuffed Animal    Treatment  7 Years of Bad Luck     I've Got the Feelings
John   I Have X-Ray Vision    Sole Survivor    Gray Area    Merit Badge Collection    Nebulous at Best    Sun from Outside
Dry Season    Father and Son Reunion    Reasons   WHO WANTS TO FUCK    Unlike Laughter
The Blade Was Blunt    m4m   World's Best Grandma Mug    Uranium City

If you think these are terrible, that's fine.  Just don't bother telling me about it.  And if you love them so much that you want to pass them off as your own to impress your girlfriend, that's okay.  But remember that the contents herein are the copywrited property of yours truly.  Rip me off and you will burn in hell.  : )  Enjoy!

let me read some poems already

take me out of this horrible place so I can go look at pictures of half naked men