From him I learned that poetry could be formal and not archaic. From him I learned that poetry could free the imagination. I always hoped one day I'd have a chance to meet him, talk poetry, tell him how much influence he'd had on me-- I hoped he'd be pleased with the results.
Too late now. He's gone to the 111th story.
Some of his online presence is reflected here.
Monday, September 25, 2006
John M. Ford, 1957 - 2006
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