I know how poetry came to settle in my bones. It came from the many books I read, mostly poetry books as a young girl and my English teacher who was Caucasian and tall and pretty and poetic in many ways. Mrs. Whittle was that teacher who introduced me to this new world which has kept me entranced all these years. Rhythmic and self-assured, she introduced me to the beauty and the hidden delicious meaning of an art the uninitiated find befuddling. I love poetry, the use of language in its most austere form, the twists and turns of meaning, the crashing of waves and the delight of clouds, the heady poems of love and the challenging language of War. Everyday life takes a new meaning and meanings tend to take different perspectives. Poets continue to dominate landscapes of many nations in peace and war and they also serve as the conscience of nations. I write poetry and have a collection published, the critically acclaimed, Don’t look at me like that but I have always buried myself in poetry books enjoying the play of words, the message, the language and its deliciousness. For all those like me who enjoy poetry, here is a collection for to savor and enjoy.