Lightning's already struck and the storm's already gone.
I miss these poems the most; all of them are facets of the same inspiration. I never felt more like an artist than I did writing these poems. In a way, these bits and baubles represent to me everything I love about the loudness and fruitfulness of summer. I look back upon this period of my life very fondly, when the focus was creation. These are all bits and pieces of my journey as I searched for the very last soldier of lightning, who left me full yet hallow, dense yet light, impressionable yet disillusioned. |