Book of Silence

I am not a poet.

Still, poetry of sorts has functioned as some kind of a self expression through the years. The little poems, or whatever they may be, are as close to a diary as I ever got. They document life’s stages, loneliness, desire, triumphs and defeats, fantasy and reality.

I have no desire to stake a claim to the craft of poetry. But this exists and now some of it has been collected into a little book.

Book of Silence is not for sale. Seven copies were printed, one has been given away. The remaining six may find a home in time to come.