The Lions
My dear friend and comrade-in-quills, Larry (he used to be “mineralaccident” here on Tumblr—perhaps you’ve heard of him?), has been helping me out with some poems in their rough stages. He just compared me stylistically to contemporary poet Peter Campion, which was interesting and flattering. Flattering to know that he thinks I’m at this kind of level already for such a comparison. He also mentioned the fact that my poems seem to teeter on the brink of short fiction and poetry (it’s more like poetry though, Larry says). It also has had the sudden effect of putting me on edge, and like I need to write thousands more poems before anything sees the light of day.
