If I’d needed to make a living from my poetry, I would have starved to death a month or so after beginning my career. One month, or however long it takes to die when you don’t eat.
My first collection of poetry – The Undefended Hour — can be read, in entirety, free of charge! If vanity publishing, if shameless self-exposure, are crimes — guilty as charged; put me in jail. First see the evidence. Follow the link (below) to Blurb. The poems are the product of a manic April, with some spill over into May and June. Warning: uncensored adult themed material, such as you’d expect from a manic April.
I had great fun writing these poems, and, with the help of photographer, Kim Ayres yet more fun putting the collection together. Well, to be honest, I had a hell of a time with the punctuation and know that the punctilious amongst you will have your mental red pens out, fixing the line breaks and changing commas to full stops. Punctuation — dammit, there comes a point! where you have to commit.