Nature deals dawn and death, both are natural. Enter humans--the balance tilts. Our natural animality, neocortexted with a natural mentality, has acted unnaturally against ourselves and our mothering nature. We have created a brilliant society that is also self-destructive. Darker poems scream at these problems, but suggest too few solutions. Since we are problem and solution, some painfully autobiographical poems might be metaphorically informative. Now that’s way too much philosophy for a book of poetry that hopefully uplifts us from our own making.
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About the Author:
Gary R Kirby, MA, MS, PhD was a happy little plant, fairly well-watered, but he only saw the curving, confining walls of his cultured pot. Taller now, and peering over the edge of the pot, it is still difficult to see the multiformed cultures in the living world around my little pot. Knowing this, I plant these harsh poems with self-incriminating words that might soil my own ground. Perhaps some of these poems might challenge us to pick up our roots, jump the pots, walk about, open our senses, and then if we wish we can return to our pots, refreshed and nourished. Gary’s other books can be found using his middle initial: Gary R Kirby. I hope you enjoy.
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