most oft, the wherever I write, is duly noted, it is a due, due you, and hopefully, the why I scribe, arrives ‘pon your eyes with Steuben glass, of diamond tooled curettage, a clarifying visual of beauty,
but always with fair detailed precision is the when denoted, for it is the timing of the mining the specificity, of the exact momentous, a precious decision taken by you, when to turn words of a few seconds of a heart’s unburdening, with an inescapable reminder, of the thereabouts & the whyabouts the very verity of a serious causality that parented the casualties we call our poems
join me then, in the processional of denoting the origins, linkage contained therein to the work we c r e a t e
*•for in the recording of the reckoning• •exactitude of the longitude• •and l’atitude is the truest revelation• •of yourself•
the week I was home alone in dec 2024; well I’m guessing you know the exact time this one was born😉