David Eric (D.E.) Navarro, author, poet, essayist and editor, is a poet-philosopher of the pure land school of haiku. He is also a clinical research medical writer and copy editor as well as a biblical research scholar and teacher. He moved to Tucson, Arizona in 2018 to finally settle down after 40 years of roaming around the globe. He holds a B.S. in Interdisciplinary Studies (emphasis on arts and humanities) with Purdue University, and has degrees in Communications and Theology. |
I have seen the tortured minds of my generation...
insanity naked in new birth...
I feel the color of bone,
the vampirical evidence...
Clouds all around us
flow in rivers...
I am
so stilled now in utter silence...
Twice rejected soundly as they wrench your pride...
A blockade turning ugly but'cha gotta see it...
Writing poetry is like a wind-up toy. You can wind it up, set it on the ground and let it go, but after that you never know how crazy it's going to get and where it's going to go, you just have to wait and see. |
Having a right to write doesn't make what you write, right. |
Your failure to see the humor in my words does not necessarily constitute insensitivity on my part; but possibly, hypersensitivity on yours. |