| Who am I? I'm a poet. What do I do? I write. How do I live? I live. Giacomo Puccini, from "La Boheme" |
| Poetry Books the wind is a blind man tapping, PublishAmerica, 2005 Wanderings, The Edwin Mellen Press, 2000 |
| Vertigo wind blows branches break blackbirds fall into jaws of cats blue light at ground zero time and space collapse apples once the blush of dawn rot on sidewalk carts black hats roll like ocean swell by a hasid funeral house wind blows branches break blackbirds fall into jaws of cats |
| The Stones i put on the stones i like the stones i sit in the kitchen and listen to the stones maybe later i'll put on mellenkamp and write a poem that begins the sun was an ember the wind played the trees like a flute but now i'm tired fighting sleep waiting for the coffee to boil i've been up all night wandering history mostly my own |
| Biography Stephen Saul was born in Kansas City in 1958. He served overseas in the U.S. Army, and has worked as a newspaper reporter and editor. His news articles have also appeared in the AP and UPI wire services. Stephen Saul holds a BA in political science, with minors in English and journalism, from the University of Kansas. There he studied creative writing under Carol Hebald. You do write well, she said. He began writing poetry in New York City, and was influenced by Hugh Seidman at the New School University in Greenwich Village. From Mr. Seidman he learned to use concrete images. Stephen Saul now lives in suburban Washington, D.C., where he works at a public television station. |
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| Here's one I recommend. From Bean Town Bard, Edward J. Carvalho. Click on the cover and fly on over to Amazon.com. |