Some poems we carry as they deepen and evolve meaning throughout the context of time and offer up fresh insights…
… and some works are really more like journal entries that flash and fizzle as we walk through this mysterious life unfolding. You can expect the raw forms to float around on this here zalMania BlaHg. Hopefully, I have exercised some discernment and kept the journal entries mostly to myself.
For them archive-worthy types, or more specifically, them words I enjoy repeating you may find their glorious configurations on the archive site: