The book, “Anatomy of a Poet”, was written over the course of forty years. There is no one main theme, but a compilation of autobiography, memoir, and other poetic observations.
Much like an artist paints compelling strangers, these poetic observations are of places, people, and their lives —or how I imagined them to be.
It is also a healing salve, since much of the writing came from life as a Vietnam War widow through two marriages and divorces to finally know love again.
When I Finally Close My Eyes When I close my eyes for the last time, I want to have lived, really lived. I want to know I've tasted the smorgasbord of life, having relished the good and spat the bad back out, knowing at least I tried it. When I'm done here, I don't want to wonder whether someone caught the kiss I threw, I will know. I don't want to leave this life with a heart as empty as my pockets have always been. I want to know, without a doubt, I've left something of me behind, -- something that's good, not regret, for never making a difference. When I close my eyes for the very last time, I would like someone to remember ... I was here. "Anatomy of a Poet"
Published Poet/Writer/Author of 5 books.
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I think I read this one before but can't remember if I made a comment. I love it! No rhymes! It seems I always must rhyme! My mind can be a gentle stream of words flowing gently down the stream. Or a raging waterfall rushing into the gentle stream! Well, something like that. This probably doesn't make any sense, does it?