This collection, Ashes of Verses: Poems Burned but Not Forgotten, spans three decades of my life, from 1976 to 2006. Each poem is a reflection of the times, places, and emotional landscapes I found myself navigating during those years. These poemsonce held closely, now released into the worldtouch on love, faith, loss, and the search for meaning.
Titles like My Father's Voiceless Gesture and The Twin Towers of Love hold personal memories, while poems such as The Life and Death of Jesus and The Pendulum of Christ delve into spiritual exploration. When I Die and Our Final Sunset are meditations on mortality, the fragility of life, and the inevitable passage of time. Others, like Toy Wonderland and A Leaf in Winter Part 1, reach for simplicity and innocence, contrasting with the more complex reflections in Writing is a Sentence or Reading Dead Poets.
Though some of these poems may feel like fragments of the past, I hope the fire that once inspired them continues to burn within each reader. This collection signifies both a closing and an opening- a burning away of old works to make space for new ones, yet leaving behind the embers of these verses for reflection.
Whether you find yourself caught in the city streets of Fog in the City of Lights or lost in the philosophical musings of Nothing The Perfect Poem, I hope these works ignite a sense of connection, thought, and perhaps even renewal.
As the title suggests, though these words are metaphorically burned, their essence remains eternal- alive in the minds of those who read them.
-Alex
Titles like My Father's Voiceless Gesture and The Twin Towers of Love hold personal memories, while poems such as The Life and Death of Jesus and The Pendulum of Christ delve into spiritual exploration. When I Die and Our Final Sunset are meditations on mortality, the fragility of life, and the inevitable passage of time. Others, like Toy Wonderland and A Leaf in Winter Part 1, reach for simplicity and innocence, contrasting with the more complex reflections in Writing is a Sentence or Reading Dead Poets.
Though some of these poems may feel like fragments of the past, I hope the fire that once inspired them continues to burn within each reader. This collection signifies both a closing and an opening- a burning away of old works to make space for new ones, yet leaving behind the embers of these verses for reflection.
Whether you find yourself caught in the city streets of Fog in the City of Lights or lost in the philosophical musings of Nothing The Perfect Poem, I hope these works ignite a sense of connection, thought, and perhaps even renewal.
As the title suggests, though these words are metaphorically burned, their essence remains eternal- alive in the minds of those who read them.
-Alex
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