What, Why, How: Hiram Larew

What?

What’s my poetry? Well, it’s slanted. It’s made of roundabout and surprise. And, it’s surely implied rather than outright.

I’ve always relished, even worshipped, the unexpected in poetry. In fact, I want words, lines or hops in poems to launch me into some skyward place I never knew existed. Yes, poetry is my passport.

Such an all-askew point of view depends upon a life of guessing and imagining. Straightforward isn’t how my poems dance. Images are also a key tool. So are...