Peindicy

There comes a point when one’s personal knowledge becomes so refined, so thorough and narrow, that it stands as nothing more than a testament for all the necessary knowing that has been avoided at all costs…

Mike Schertzer says he was willed into existence by the word pursuit, and by these writers:

pursuit: n; When death mounts a poem the poem becomes something more. With its rider it pursues us, relentlessly, in order to interrogate us. Our innermost passages, our secret retreats are nothing to such a poem. It always finds us. And when it does it asks us a question, just one question. Our answer to this question is always the same – yes. And its question – do you want to live?

Poetry 2007 • 5.5 x 8.5 inches • PB 104 pages • 9781550961034