For Schopenhauer
Show me your sun-drenched sprigs of winter,
The juniper bug as he howls,
The rise and fall of oatmeal
In the misty dawn of a burgeoning wahoo!
Show me these things,
My sweet, bare-faced darling,
And I shall inherit your property
With the gay abandon
Of love’s lost moth at eventide.
About the author:
I've written for numerous newspapers and magazines including more than 1,000 stories for the Los Angeles Times.
I've taught newswriting at a community college and completed graduate work in American literature. My poetry and short prose has appeared in literary journals both online and in print. My photography is published on websites worldwide.
As a former musician and songwriter, I am used to writing lyrics with a capitalized letter beginning each line. My poetry is lyrical and sensitive to the sound and rhythm each line produces, and so I begin each line with a capital letter, rather than the broken-sentence style that has become so prevalent.
I use various end-of-line pauses: from no punctuation, a comma, to a period. This scheme reflects the way I read the poem, the way I want the poem read.
Art: Scratches on the Window by John Timothy Robinson
In the artist's words:
John Timothy Robinson is a mainstream citizen and minored in Studio Art: Printmaking in college. John is also a twelve-year educator in Mason County, WV. He is a published poet with 150 literary works appearing in 102 journals and websites since August 2016 in the United States, Canada, India and the United Kingdom. In Printmaking, he has published eighty-four print and photographic images, though his primary medium is Monotype and Monoprint process with interest in collagraph, lithography and etching.
