This is the forward I wrote:
Foreword
This is my second anthology of poems. I do not claim to be a poet. I have no pretensions in that direction. I just like writing. Sometimes ideas and feelings come out as what I describe as poems and sometimes they come out as my version of novels. For me it is all about communication and playing with words.
Words are slippery things, like eels. Their meanings are nuanced. When you put them together they are tinged with other sheen. They wriggle into other forms.
A word is amazing. It is a symbol, sometimes for a very tenuous concept, that we are able to use to touch each other with. We assume that each word we select has exactly the same baggage for everyone else. I doubt it does.
These are not my words. They are borrowed.
The arrangements are mine though.
I have organised them to have a flow, a rhythm and to interact with purpose. Perhaps this will be obvious, but perhaps not.
Some have humour and some are imbued with fury.
I occasionally use my words like ballistic missiles. They deliver a warhead.
I hope you appreciate them. I have attached my other words in the form of extensions to illuminate, exaggerate and confuscate.
Even confuscation can be good.
I write to make a difference – hopefully a positive difference.
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You have a pad of paper or the internet and you start to write, sometimes the words just flow and you have no idea where they have come from but you can’t stop. Then you may go to write but it’s slow – the words do finally come. Writing don’t you just love it, you and the words and even if no one reads it you have created something.
That says it all. I find when I get into that groove that it is so satisfying.