Julian Ball

Muse: Poems by Julian Ball

These poems, some interlacing in spirit and theme, others more solitary, surge from the heart and breast, stopping by the head now and again for some reflection -- they are somewhat abstract and ask many questions, most of which I could not answer -- Maybe that's why I write them -- to give me something to think about when I encounter them again -- Some may run on too long or suffer from being too short, it's difficult to tell -- I very much love the sounds of language and the waves it can produce -- as to meaning I have my ideas which include yearning, survival, our interaction with Nature, but nothing too specific -- If anything underlies all these poems it is a search, for a friend, a lover, a god, a self -- I believe there are spirits out there and that all things are sacred and waiting in some sense to be born -- I write from an urge to sculpt twisting figures in the sand, castles, magic, caves and crowds, hope and renewal --