In addition to the literary magazine, Vox Humana Press is an outstanding publisher of books as well as a cynosure of cultural and human narrative. They take the works of very few poets, striving for poignant pieces that delve into the turmoil and incarnate struggle of the empathic soul.
The three poems they accepted form a triad that distills the totality of my meager wisdom, both as a philosopher and artist who has bridged the 20th and 21st centuries, and hence millennia. They are simple yet complex poems that hope for accessible excellence. Based on this wonderful moment, I am brought to tears by the possibility that somehow I succeeded. It is rare and special to produce a few gems among all the failures.
Go to the website, if you want more on this journal and its producer-broadcaster-novelist-world-traveler Philip Hyams. You will find a wealth of knowledge and beauty. I am burdened by the clock and speechless with gratitude, unable to do justice here.