Inspired by ceramics at university, I published my primary and highschool poems in The Shaping: of the Vessel by the Potter’s Hand.
Few people realized exactly what I was doing when I went to sit in the park day by day, writing poem after poem… in a more disciplined way than my academic studies were going.
But I thought I knew. I was working out things that I could not understand, writing out pains I could not resolve in any other way.
Perhaps, one day I will once more write some poems, but for now, my blogs are my poems, and my lessons are my songs.