M/PH    Hands are stained with poetry. / Romanticist

The temple bell stops -- but the sound keeps coming out of the flowers. - Bashō (translated by Robert Bly) Writer John Mahoney lives in …

some call themselves writers. well, i write, if that counts for anything.

Los Angeles, CA    I channel a higher intelligence that allows me to express, bend, break, create any reality I see fit.

M/New Jersey    Cover: Philistines - Jean-Michel Basquiat Download my book of poems, Tahrir Square: Voices and Verse from an Arab Spring on Google Play Personally I remain …

Ohio, USA    Mom, Nature Lover, Explorer of Life.

53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling …

i write words that i can't speak out loud. these are those words.

63/M/NY    I am a narrative poet. I follow past poets like Robert Service, Robert Browning and Edgar Allan Poe. The roots of poetry are in story …

F/England   

Kerala, India    Poetry to me is self exploration that reveals submerged landscapes, otherwise one is unaware of.I love to read fiction and poetry.As a daily news journalist …

Jurassic Park, FL    Remember me through poetry: These words and those I wrote before. Remember not the man, for he's Much less, and certainly no more. "Always the …

I will reach out to you through the rivers of Hughes and the love of Neruda. I will write to me with the loneliness of …

United States    "This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet …