Walt has not been on PoemHunter long. He has shown the good sense to post his pieces after working on them (there is no spontenaity for him) and ensuring that they meet his standard rather than taking a 'this-will-do' attitude. I that, he is a craftsman and a proud one at that.
The pieces that Walt have posted scream out, not only to be read, but examined. I do not hesitate in placing Walt alongside Lamont Palmer and John Kay as an illustrious and discipline artist.
To live Is to dream With Death as a lucidity. No more will time make Vicious intimacies with Love; For still there are fingers mismatched And bells straining to hear What it is like to, simply, Live. (And philandering about as the