Art is for all — and the greatest art proves it. - William Soutar

Accept the shout or silence of your peers
As if a fabled legacy or loss;
Their praiseand blame are but the winds which toss
Your seed into the winter of the years.

What is this poetry ? A mortal mind
Made visible;a caged bird? Nay more:it is a spiritleft behind
Nailed by the piercing word.

My life's purpose is to write poetry — but behind the poetry must be the vision of a fresh revelation for men.