by Warren Gaston | Mar 28, 2016
Today is my birthday. How old, you ask? I was born in 1943. You do the math. Since then, every odd year I get even, every even year I get odd. 2016, an even year, and I am feeling a bit odd. You might think it odd to ponder aging. They say being old isn’t so bad when...
by Warren Gaston | Feb 10, 2016
First, remember the source, the unfiltered unconscious. Second, you must want to dig something out of the poem. You must believe that the poem contains ore to be mined. The meaning will not be obvious at first. The poem will appear nonsensical, incomprehensible. You...
by Warren Gaston | Feb 7, 2016
Life is learning to dream with your eyes open.
by Warren Gaston | Jan 22, 2016
A great poem subtracts everything you know until all that is left is what you do not know.
by Warren Gaston | Jan 19, 2016
If you agree with everything you believe you need more challenging beliefs.
by Warren Gaston | Dec 11, 2015
You are reading a poem, words, words, word after word, a sequence of meanings. You think you are getting it. Catching on. Not quite. Maybe. Could be. Then – there is a moment. The maze of the poem opens – a clearing. A deer steps out of the forest. A...
