I look at this body of work and recognise the amount of effort & devotion that have perseveringly been invested and in the same breath, realise that this is a man whose poems shall never be celebrated or cherished.
But it had not deterred him from writing his thoughts and baring his heart on lines of verse; oceans of metered lines... His love of language and thought and life evident in an overwhelming voluminous compilation of nurtured words. This is a man who knew honesty to the inner self and his Muse.