Like a wealthy and frightened old man who spends each morning counting, itemizing, and inventorying his possessions, a poet shapes an inventory of existence. A poet’s greatest fear is fear of losing – whether it is losing a feeling, an emotion, a sensation, a memory, an experience, an image, a sense of reality, or a moment in time. Although writing poetry is a verbal act, and assumes a hunger to say something new; more often than not it is an effort to confirm what is already in the past -- experiences, visions, images and sensations, in such a breathless manner as if life depended on it. By finding new and hidden associations, the poet first affirms and legitimizes the subject for himself, while using the frame and format of the poem to further immobilize it and nail it down, which frees him from the fear of ever losing it. It is a seemingly impossible task, which is sometimes achieved… by some miracle. That miracle is poetic genius.