As an undergrad, I majored in English. I knew by then that I wanted to be a writer, and I anticipated that this would be the best route to go by.
So my last year and a half at the university concerned intensive studies in mostly English literature, interrupted only by one course in the post-Civil War American novel. By this time, I was past the usual adolescent obsession with Hemingway and Fitzgerald.
My main interest then was in the English poets, particularly the earlier ones, such as Chaucer and Shakespeare. I was also happy, in a medieval history course, to also read Dante’s Inferno. My appreciation for such bards as Milton and the Pearl Poet would develop later.
Being an English major turned out to be unpleasant in many ways. I have consistently found literary environments to be uncongenial.
But writing is meant to be experienced in solitude. Soon after I finished college, my grandfather passed away, and left me his large library. This kept me reading, and enabled me to become a writer.
For a long time I considered myself primarily a prose writer. Poetry today is little read. Prominent poets have been compelled for their livelihood to write novels, plays or nonfiction books.
But through my writing of songs, I came to write poems on the side Song lyrics are poetry. Through the songs and recited poems, I came to see that my readings of the older English poets had been a major help to me. My decision to become an English major had been the correct one.
After years of writing poems, I decided to put together a collection. My book, On a Rainy Night, is now on sale through Amazon Kindle.
I encourage readers interested in my work to purchase a copy. Poetry remains, in my opinion, literature’s highest achievement. A poem constitutes language in its most distilled state.
On a personal level, the writing of a poem is always a happy surprise. I’ve enjoyed writing these poems, and I hope you will enjoy reading them.