If you've been following this ad hoc space for any length of time, you'll notice that certain themes are recurring, often with imagery flowing across discrete poems. It's a jazz-ian take on poetry, riffs of a melody pursued from different angles, times, ages. Role-playing, relationships between father and son, aging, pursuit of love (in its various guises), are all preoccupations within my work. Every few weeks the theme morphs, sometimes gradually, sometimes quite noticeably.

My thematic changes, stylistic changes, are not actually conscious decisions. Place, circumstance play their tune. You may also have noticed that I take the jazz analogy a step further with my play on words. Usage, context, noun/verb mutability can lead to a density that can't be easily achieved through traditional means. But the very word 'tradition' carries cultural baggage defying criticism on levels deviant from pan-Euro / Americana notions. Roles have great inertia.

Let's have some fun.