Sunday, May 11, 2008


For me, a verse form, especially the sonnet form, is an heuristic device I employ to discover what I have to say.

It is a congenial vehicle of discourse, rhythmically inducing a current of words and invoking, from the depths of my subliminal mind, new thoughts.

The sonnet form and I partner in the writing process: it is the fuel; I am the fire.

It is the medium, I am the message.

It provides the court, the hoops, the boundaries, and the rules; I bring the ball and my opponents: conflicting notions and emotions—and then we play the sonnet game.