First of all I have a question. How do you seem to be everywhere at once?
Now don’t deny it. You are. Everywhere. Like air.
Some kinda champion…
I am reminded of a time traveler. I want to describe you but I can’t exactly.
I imagine a well dressed man speaking into the ear of someone at a party, of a piano player in a sleaze dive bar smoking, of a professor able to dissect and peal away the nuance of a complex thesis.
You are wonderfully multi faceted, and where you kinda frustrated me in the past, you now are intriguing the hell out of me.
A few years ago when I first encountered you on my blog I thought, here is a kindred spirit, someone I would like to smoke a cigar with and discuss what ever two fools might discuss and then I don’t know something happened, maybe I became too full of myself; pretentious even.
Ya see, I didn’t understand just how deep was your love of poetry. I made up that because you seemed to be everywhere, and comment on poetry that I wouldn’t have given the time of day too – that that somehow meant that you were not being genuine, and so I drifted away.
Oh well, perhaps I was wrong…OK, I was wrong…Ouch, I do hate to admit too being wrong.
Once up on a time I gave you the Poet Man Award, should you ever want to dust that old thing off and post it on Gingatao, you are welcome to…
The award is meant as praise for writers who take chances, and you do that, you take chances, and I think you also are reaping some rewards; at least I hope so.