Too Much, Not Enough

The trilogy of books, Too Much/Not Enough, Might As Well Fly Away, and Cuz Somewhere Along The Line I Forgot My Self, are all drawn from a very sincere and heart-felt place, as has been all my work. Yet, and I think I am not alone in this, these 3 books, might be said to be my most "mature". This is because the language, themes, and perspectives, gathered from divorce, job-loss, etc., are the most far-reaching. Because as my vision and sense of "place" in the universe has grown, so has the portent of my poetry.

I seek for things, which can not Truly be written about, yet do so just the same. I am a "compelled" writer. And in order for me to "see" what i am thinking, I must write it. This book, as are the other two, are manifestations of how I "see" the world. And my place in it. Yet,...They are not limited to that. They gather up all I have seen and loved and hold them in my hand as I once did a broken-winged woodpecker in the streets of San Antonio, TX.

May they offer you and yours hope, grace, and joy. If so, pass it on. Love is not meant to be held, but let go of...