“Ed reminds us time and again that we already have arrived. We are already home. We know this in glimpses. But he seems to be insisting we can have this always, who we already are: wildness, freedom, purity, light, depth, truth. All dimensions of love that come whispered from where these poems and essays emanate, from our hearts and the heart of the world. We have all this always and we have to choose it always. A fearsome task. He keeps urgently reminding us.”

Tom Torinus

I am delighted to announce that Thames Davis has joined the editorial process of Germination Point.

Tom has written and published non-fiction, fiction, and poetry books and has had articles and essays appear in a number of magazines and academic journals. Tom’s latest book isThe Weirding Storm, a dragon epic.

As with my first book, Sound Scent & Light, the editorial process was a great learning opportunity for me. That process continues with Germination Point.

Davis’s Suggested spots in need of polish or adjustment in punctuation have help me clearly discern concepts of writing that eluded me in my school years.

Being dyslexic greatly effected the level of education I received in the NYC public school system during the 60’s and 70’s.

Content was low as were the schools expectations of me was based solely on my spelling abilities.

Working with Thomas Davis has continued the expansion of my knowledge of the finer points of the, at times, abstract process of writing in the English language.

I am truly excited to be working with such a knowledgeable person in the area of letters.

Be sure to check out His epic dragon poem through the link provided.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35295274-the-weirding-storm-a-dragon-epic

A pile of changes symbolize todays focus on the refinement of the sequence that the poems are gathered in and starting to enter the body of the text into the format favored by the printer. The October release date lurks close as the nights come now with a chill under a moon that wanes along with the heat of summer.

Galleys pile up as poems are listened into focus. Cequence is the talk of the day, Entering in the “Printers formatting”is next along with: Cover art, font and page layout choices, editor, Price? Feeling blessed by it all. 

You can tell form the type of printing paper that my ISBN numbers were sent to me on that when I published my last book I used postage stamps not email addresses.

Feathers guide me through this ancient city. Rubber sandals laden with the dust of 1000 seekers and maybe the dust from simple leather sandals of another time.

So familiar yet I hold no memory or history of this place. Has my soul walked these streets before? Narrow streets, faded frescoes, strange to my brain yet familiar to my soul.

Human sized rooms, walls painted with scenes of places lush and beautiful. Why this street feather? Why this room in this house? What story began in this room, this portion of a house, family, village.

All those voices are silent now.

Encased in glass a skeletal family of bones huddle together, mother, father and child. Frozen for millenniums in the ash of Vesuvius now white plaster reveals the bones of a dieing moment.

Did the hollow sockets I now gaze into hold my own eyes or the eyes of one whom I loved? It is for the living to remember the pleasure, pain, life and death lessons that these walls have witnessed.

My soul remembers, it touches my heart when I enter an ancient yet familiar room.

After almost two winters  we are friends at last.