Chicken Feet

carry me away,

beyond the cusp

of the hemisphere,

all the way back

to the start of time

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The start of time and the start of poetry are very tightly entwined. Whether you

subscribe to a big bang or the touch of a creator, either event yields images at

once breathtaking and diffi cult to describe, in other words poems.


Still, we try our best. From the most renowned poet to the youngest schoolchild,

we are all searching for meaning. And in those few fl eeting moments when we

feel like perhaps weve unearthed some small explanatory fragment, our instincts

are the sameto take up a pen and share what weve discovered with those

we know and love.


This collection is my attempt to share the few small truths Ive stumbled upon

during my journey from here to wherever Im headed