by Warren Gaston | Jun 18, 2015
The word I need to speak begins with the letter lost between ‘K’ and ‘L’. We live in a deep canyon of language. We travel the length among known familiar things. At times we climb the walls in hopes of seeing what lies beyond. The climb is steep and if there is any...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 15, 2015
A poem is not about something. A poem is something in the form of language.
by Warren Gaston | Jun 14, 2015
We live in the midst of mystery – between the telescope and microscope. Add the stethoscope – more mystery still. We are the living children of wonder.
by Warren Gaston | Jun 13, 2015
“For every poet it is always morning in the world. History a forgotten, insomniac night; History and elemental awe are always our early beginning, because the fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world, in spite of History.” Derek Walcott A poet lives “ . . . in...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 11, 2015
Every dogmatic certainty is the work of a mental taxidermist.
by Warren Gaston | Jun 9, 2015
“Nothing is itself taken alone. Things are because of interrelationships and interconnections.” Wallace Stevens Charles Darwin knew this. Evolution tells us that the seemingly distinct and disparate forms of life are genetically related. Albert Einstein knew this,...
