Welcome to thepoetcrowell , which continues to be an ongoing poetry -writing project. Periodically, I make a little more progress in developing this website, but I also have competing research and theoretical interests with two other websites: newpoliticaleconomy.com and vermontpartner.com.   

On 08 May 2020, I updated the working draft of  "The Distances",  to its  finished version, which is both significantly different and re-named to: "In the Distances".  If you read the original poem between 02 Dec 2019 and the 08 May 2020 version, you may find the evolution of this poem informative and interesting.

My goals here are to do several things.

First, I want to present largely complete poems in order to begin to acquaint you with some of my body of work.

Secondly, I want to offer some poems in their evolving, draft form, including notations, so that you can see what is actually transpiring in the development and editing of each emerging poem.  You can find such new and ongoing work in  the pages labeled: In the Workshop and Current Work.  (Current Work is found in the pulldown menu on the far right of the header.)    For readers interested in a deeper exploration of my writing and poets exploring the craft, you may find these works -in-progress  exercises to be engaging.

Finally, I anticipate making an occasional blog post, mostly background material about my thoughts regarding contemporary poetry, influences, and such things.

You can always write if you are curious.

(Postscript)

When I first submitted my manuscript My Body Within You , a small publisher in North Carolina (Jonathan Williams, Jargon Press) suggested that I begin a correspondence with an older poet, George {last name?], who live on an island off - I think - the coast of Maine.  George had been a young man in London and Paris who came to know some of the poets and artists I appreciated from the first quarter of the century.  I have our correspondence around here somewhere.  We were in touch for a while.  I mention this because those communications gave me a certain confidence in, and association with, my writing which I could not, then, achieve on my own.  Such conversations formed an opportunity for me to take a leap forward in the intellectual and psychological development of myself-as-writer, which I could not do alone.