season of nostalgia
I have been surrounding myself with books of poetry and poetic prose lately.
Multiple library trips and frequent online catalog searches.
Bingeing on Patti Smith.
Trying out new-to-me poets coupled with a steady dose of Gary Snyder.
I don’t know why I feel such a strong craving for poetry currently.
Maybe it’s a natural cycle, the flip side of the coin to my recent focus on artificial intelligence and related topics.
Maybe it’s a natural outgrowth of this haiku habit I’ve rekindled via this email project.
Or maybe it’s a vital nutrient in this crazy world.
Any recommendations of poets or books to check out?