Layne Thrasher about writing his debut book:
Writing is not always peacefully releasing. Sometimes the words haunt, keeping one awake at night until they are released on the piece of paper where they live and breathe and ultimately die if not remembered.
I picked up my copy of the “100 sonnets – love and demise” in the bargain bin. There’s an occasional sparkle here and there, a couple of verses that are really good. It would have been much better if he wasn’t a slave to rhyme – some of the stanza jar, but they still rhyme.
It’s been a long, long time since I read really good poetry, discounted or not.