The exercise of writing about what I’d like to know, rather than following the dictum of writing about what you know, mapped my mind into the sands of northern Africa. The region was little known, even before the social uprisings that captured headlines after I’d finished my first draft of the collection.

The Mediterranean Sea, after all, runs along Morocco, Libya, and Tunisia as well as Spain, the French Riviera, Italy, and Greece, even before Turkey, Lebanon, Israel, and Egypt.

It’s a widely varied geography encompassing greatly different cultures, even before the ancient histories are added.

The poems of Mediterraneo are unlike any I’ve done before. See why.


Mediterraneo 1

For these poems and more, visit Thistle/Flinch editions.


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