The Mud Palace of Aberdeen
Here are cogent poems that ask questions. Questions that cannot necessarily be answered. Or poetic explorations of parallel worlds. Explorations into unknown and uncharted territory. A whirlwind tour of Native American shamanism. Or just plain shamanism. The price of being a poet is to create unexplained patchwork quilts in response to the more mysterious aspects of the world around us. Come and enjoy and savor the poetic experience as rich as a good cup of coffee savored in the universal cafe.
By Steven R A Johnson on September 28, 2014