Poetic inspiration continues to be a mystery to me, but I am its deep advocate, and hold to its irrational and shady acreage like a greedy real estate developer gazing out over the possibilities (a ramshackle hut here, a barn there, a castle with a lake yonder...). Is it angels, djinn, my black cat curled at the bottom of my bed while I'm hot in composition mode? My "unconscious," "God Consciousness?" (my fervent prayer).
Number Of Pages: 168
Published: 27th September 2007
Publisher: The Ecstatic Exchange
Country of Publication: US
Dimensions (cm): 22.86 x 15.24 x 0.99
Weight (kg): 0.25