A New Mask

I never meant this blog to be exclusively poetry. It was started in a fit of inspiration, when the poems were pouring through me and clamoring to escape my notebooks, but I never meant to be a poet singing on the street corner with nothing to say beyond the madness of poets. It is hard to converse with the madness of poets.

But poetic madness, for all it walks the landscape of the soul, is easier to hide behind than open prose. Let me try again to speak without the safety of rhyme and structure, to wear a less concealing mask.



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