a peek inside...
an excerpt from Jim's poem
THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF LONELINESS
"...our faces share one breath,
one scent, your scent of Spring
like the Spring when I tripped and you
caught my laugh.
You used to keep the laugh
cupped in your delicate hands;
put it on my plate
each morning.
That is the exact opposite
of loneliness I whisper
in the dark."
"All that matters in poetry is truth" - Jim Whiteman (1955-2013)
Jim is that rare thing
A poet of place. A man of the West, equally at ease in the city as he is in the wild, his poems make us feel the presence of a compassionate and perceptive eye that never judges and never fails to love his subject.
-Anita Harmon
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Collected Poems by Jim Whiteman,
Published by his sister Lissa Evans
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