a search to belong

by john kopecky, Michael T Kopecky (Editor)

Overview

Belonging is not physical.
It is not coerced.
It is a nebulous gas of spirit and touch
Found in the bonds of friendship and the ardor of love.

Product Details

BN ID:	2940151205702
Publisher:	Tenacious Quill Press ltd aka john kopecky
Publication date:	08/02/2015
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
File size:	409 KB

About the Author

My name is John P Kopecky, I am a retired beekeeper, though spent the majority of my work life in factories. Also in my resume is seven years as a self employed cabinetmaker. I have been a writer for my whole life dating back to my college years.

From September 1970 to Dec of 1972 I studied natural science at UW-Madison in Wisconsin. During those five semesters, I studied English and American Literature, along with Chaucer (Middle English), and participated in the university performance of "The Miller's Tale". I took one course in journalism during my time at the UW-Madison.

As an effect of this literary exposure I began to pursue, by experimentation, the writing of poetry. A door inside unlocked and my ability to express in poetry those things found only in the "sea chest" of the heart began to flourish. The result of this lifelong effort is before you, the most recent writings of a man who prefers quiet anonymity, but by the encouragement of others, is seeking publication of my collection of books, which i spent most of my adult life writing.

Most of my early writing is long since destroyed or lost, though at least one of my poems date back to 1971. I expect I will write through the remaining of my life, as I find no other venue to share thoughts so circumspectly. Much of life strikes chords that the tones of ordinary speech or even prose cannot echo, therefore, for me, poetry is the media of choice and the language of my heart.

This is john kopecky, a simple man with a simple goal, i.e. to resonate the glorious and the infamous, the admirable and the heartbreaking, and to attempt in these to find harmony with the seasons of life, the terrestrial flow, and finally to make peace in the chords of my own soul.