written hundreds of poems. About 120 were written 20+ years ago while I was in grad school. I compiled them as part of my degree, but I still don’t consider that bunch to be a finished book. It needs to be cut by a third, some of the poems revised and the sequence reordered.

The other two were written in the last three years, and some of the early drafts were posted here on 43t for a while. One book will be composed of persona/dramatic monologue poems, while the other will be more personal pieces, most of which speak to a sort of intimate “you.”

I think I won’t be able to fully commit to the fiction writing I want to work on next until these three are finished.