Presence

Within the hours gathering age, two things can be found: present and past. But, a few certain windows lingering about the night are rarely open to such a degree that, if one could peer into them, it could be sensed that shadows still speak, giving voice to the room. A multi-dimensional perspective of the haunting presence that absence leaves behind and its relationship to light and dark, and present to past, this book of poetry and other writings explores what it means to discover, love and yearn. Frequently touching on heartache, reflections are often lachrymose. Though, just like a sunburst, occasional literary rays of light prove indomitable even into the deepest of chasms.