I like to think about breakfronts on the rhetorical as temptations of beauty, that occur in the sublime, as an aesthetic – unraveling its mystery, the mirror and its multipliers, in poetically emancipated forms and storms.

Tendency to fall back into migrations on the mythic, language at its origins, unraveling into forms. Dark humor engages with titillations of the absurd, that seem to do battle between ancient and modern ways of calling things.

Drawing and design found me. Mother raised me to be a designer. I have worked in Page Design, Interior Design, Fashion Illustration, Surface Art, Technical Packages, the whole lot, and Retail Merchandising. I am known to teach at Parsons School of Design at New School University.

Drawing too thinks in a familiarity with forms.

Sometimes my poems take on a disquiet that glows moody with beauty and horror, I seem to believe. I’ve never been able to stop writing them. They are “treasure” to my psyche. Or, as it turns out, plunging into narrative for new freedoms. Concede to a love for stealing freedoms from The Masters – freedom to delve and evolve rhetorically with poetry as base animal.

Rhyming 
thickness sickness
dig for cues 

rim bow booze 
sylph and silt 
silo with your philo  

for what falls 
in wells 
makes tidal swells

and all that climbs,
teeters 
into rhymes.

I love drawing nudes.