Big Sur & Henry Miller

 

This was really my first book into modern reading and eventually into writing.   They each set in motion more than I realized at the time.   Both for my sense of nature and sense of language.
Miller’s non-fiction writing felt like home to me, although it would be decades before finding out what that meant for me.   I’ve a sense about writing poems I’m not dismissive about, however more-into-prose is when I feel I’ve said what I want to say.   Maybe some blend of the two, or so I’d like to think.
 
 

Big Sur, California coastline, the continent meets the ocean

Garden of Earthly Delights, Hieronymus Bosch

 
 

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