I’m happy to announce that my second book of poems, Event Horizon, will be available on Amazon in the next week or so. I hope that readers will check it out and pick up a copy. Event Horizon will be available in paperback and Kindle versions.
In anticipation of the book’s release, I thought I’d share the title poem, which captures my experience of driving past a cemetery one evening. When Event Horizon comes out, I’ll be sure to post about it and share the Amazon link. Thank you for reading!
Event Horizon Snow forms drifting constellations in the night sky as I drive past the cemetery. It’s unlit, a blank bordered by the lights of surrounding properties. In a few seconds I am past the cemetery, but my mind has reached an event horizon and can’t pull away. My thoughts seep below ground into cavities where bones feel no chill and skulls lie, not seeing through black holes.
A Wandering Minstrel 