Thinking back on early influences, I have to cite Jeffrey McDaniel’s work as one of the first times page really met stage for me with his combination of unique reading style and image heavy poetry that always found a way to tell a moral without ever sounding preachy.
Since I’m trying to find that same balance in my own manuscript, I return to one of my favorite poems from McDaniel, “The Foxhole Manifesto,” and its haunting epigraph: There are no atheists in foxholes. – old Christian proverb.
Here is my riff on that old Christian proverb and how I think it fits into my version of City.
The Manhole Manifesto
[Poem was here.]