I am a Writer, Poet and Book Artist in the Boston Area. I graduated from Emerson College with a M.F.A. in Creative Writing: Concentration in Poetry (2005), and Endicott College with a B.A. in Creative Writing (2001). My mentor Bill Knott, winner of the Iowa Poetry Prize, a Guggenheim Fellowship, and two fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts passed away in March, 2014, however, his presence is still felt. Knott has remained the most influential writer with my book art and poetry. The gifts he left were countless – dedication, etymology, sound and internal rhyming, and functionality of a poem in the totality. Also, while at Emerson College, I was fortunate to work with David Barber, the Poetry Editor at the Atlantic. Barber acted as my Thesis Chair, for a collection of poems, which also spurred my Book Art. Barber contributed significantly to my writing in his extraordinary aptitude in teaching and also writing in poetry and prose.
Previously, I had been working on a blog, here on WordPress. I had to step away from my blog to attend to my Family for a extended period of time and during that time over 400 blog posts were published in a few hour time span in ONE day (that’s not including random posts that were heavily edited). I also found there had been roughly 10,000 views. I did not write those words / ‘poems.’ They were anything but poems, they were disgraceful, inappropriate, and slanderous words, all with the intent to characterize me, hurt me, including those I knew. It was mass destruction intended to ruin my writing career and demoralize me. It’s been simply unspeakable as to what has been posted. I’ve worked through it, and I am back.
As for my work: there is essentially little remaining, except for the hardcopies of my collection of work. The few digital chapbooks remaining are drafts and not the final product. Hence, the link to a PDF! If you were a previous reader, (as I have learned there were many) you will see, however, the stark reality to the poems I had been working on, including forms: sonnets, couplets, sestinas, villanelles, and Children’s Poetry compared to the words/stuff that had been posted in my name. There are many absurdities from the former blog, like a post listing books intended to make me look bad that I had been supposedly reading, which I never read, nor heard of. Goes to find out at least one of the books is not even in existence. For examples such as this, I have devoted myself to writing instead of clearing up and laboring over the ridiculous.