Reflections on everything from jazz to independent living..probing insights
captured in photographic imagery..!
This poetry meets the human condition head on, yet lingers in a mystical imagination
of spirit..
The wonderful thing about epiphany is that it belongs to us all-- the junkman singing "Ave Maria" at three in the morning, the teenage boy reading something in the smile of the girl in the second row, the child looking through a cardboard tube with mirrors and bits of colored plastic. It is one of life's happy paradoxes that we can catch a glimpse of true perfection--God, harmony, the music of the spheres, call it what you will-- in the simple...
There is listening, and there is listening truly. Phibby Venable's is the second kind, and her poems a true telling of what she has heard Listen to these poems. Believe the earth is singing, intent as any bird would be before a shake and flight to trees. George Wallace, writer in residence, Walt Whitman Birthplace. I would like to affirm that this is poetry that not only delights but, through its instinctive perception of, as well as insight i...
