People ask my why I write deep short poems, and why I call them that. I think my poetic style stems from how things were in my family: noisy, chaotic, unpredictable, and bewildering. There was only limited space for me to express anything in my family, and I had to say it quickly, otherwise it would be engulfed by the din. I learned to say things rapidly and then get out, which led to my minimalist, pithy writing style.
I was often an observer in my family, dissecting what was going on, looking in from the outside. This dynamic helped me learn how analyze human behavior, look below the surface, think critically, and challenge conventionality. My poetry is deep because I learned to observe and listen instead of talking.
I’m lucky to have developed a style that brings me so much joy and celebrates who I am. I hope it resonates with you.
Here are some of my deep short poems:
- Acrimony
- Swarms
- It Can Never Happen Here
- She Knew What It Was Like
- Unappreciated
- Top of the Food Chain
- Exposed
- Awful Agenda
- She Gets to Keep Her Car
- A Position
- Flailing
- How to Fix Our Public Schools
- First World Problems
- This Very Moment
- I Stay at Home
- Not an Option
- Vortex
- Thanks for Explaining
- Break Character
- Ambulance
- Wealthy Country
- It Didn’t Happen
- How to Build a Better World
- Recurrence
- The Result
- Honed
- The Next Victory
- Repercussions
- Calling Card
- Deluge
- Changing the Subject
- Continue
- Glorious Dream
- To Understand
- All Alike
- Branches
- How Long
- Lost
- Cherished
- Bursting
- Ceiling Tiles
- Mark
- A Moment
- How to Destroy a Democracy
- Absence of Shame
- Otherwise Simple
- Tools
- Intruder
- At Some Point
- Built by a Company
So glad to have you visit, your comments are welcome. Cheers, Guy.