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Dear poetry-lovers,

          Thank you from the bottom of my heart for following my blog. Some of you have been daily readers since it began 9 years ago, some are more sporadic or more recent followers.  Thank you one and all. As you can imagine, it takes a fair amount of time to write and choose both an original poem (and select a photo to pair it with from my own work.)  Besides the blog, I spend a fair amount of time finding journals and anthologies which are looking for poems to publish and I’ve been honored to be included in hundreds of them from around the world.  If my work has moved you, made you smile or laugh or feel the depth of my writing in your hearts, then my work is all the more meaningful.
          Plain View Press published my second collection of poetry, Free of the Shadow,  this month,  It has been 16 years since I’ve taken the time to gather and organize my work into a manuscript and sent it to a publisher.  I was thrilled they accepted it and the response from people who have read early copies is beyond what I hoped for.  You can find it at B&N, independent stores and at Amazon for $17.99; check it out, if you like online HERE

          But to thank you for being a follower, I am offering to send you a (signed, if you like) copy directly from me for $10.00, and I’ll pay shipping if you order it from me.  Just CLICK HERE.

Thank you again, my readers, whoever you are, one and all.

In an titanic act of brazenness
we stole fire from the gods
arrogantly willing to face whatever
penalty they might choose to impose.
When they failed to act we
assumed they had conceded to us,
that we now dominated and they
would bend to our will or risk
being cast aside as powerless.
Little did we realize that they
need not seek any revenge on us,
or any punishment, for arrogance
eventually punishes itself and now
we live in the perpetual fear
that an atomic inferno could
at any moment leave the gods
silently mourning us, another
species we rendered extinct,
and our last collective realization
would be that hell had, as a result
of our meddling, frozen over.

First appeared in The Wayfarer Art and Literary Journal – Beyond the Reef, Issue 1, 2024
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