We live in a time that needs poetry.
But, in truth, every time has needed poetry.

We need words that pull us out of time, so we can understand — and then love — our own time.
Words that ignite the kind of emotion capable of saving our modern days.
Words that open the way to the elements of reality.
Simple words and powerful words.
Humble words and raw words.

We need a rhythm that guides our minds toward new destinations.
A rhythm that many have found in the silence of inspiration.

An ancient art, always present, that strikes us in the flesh and in the heart.

(Excerpt from “In the Flesh, In the Hear”)