Last week I gave you the list of poems that would go into the first section of the book, my twenties. I asked each of you to vote on which poem you would like to see as a preview and the poem “Master of Illusion” was the one chosen.
I wrote the Master of Illusions when I was fighting worries about feeding three children. At that time, I decided that I could either worry about the money — thus becoming its prisoner — or I could continue walking forward trusting that all would work out.
Three Decades of Poetry From the Rose Garden of Life
This book has literally been written over three decades of my life and is now near completion. I think the Forward of the book best explains my direction with this project.
A poet’s attempt to write through a writers block by describing the only available object on her desk. Is she a tragic figure or the holder of a wonderful imagination?