Early Winter

About The Author

I was born and raised in the San Juan Mountains of southwestern Colorado. I’ve worked as a short-order cook, construction laborer, crab fisherman, janitor, bartender, pedi-cab driver, copyeditor, and more. I’ve written and ghostwritten several published books and articles, but no matter where I’ve gone or what I’ve done to earn my living, there’s always been literature and learning as the constant in my life.

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  • Joanne 11.07.2013

    I loved this one first. Although now I’m feeling a bit chilled. I may need a cocktail to warm me up.

  • A cocktail! I think I can probably arrange that.

  • This recital of syllables
    Cheeky, but so deathly severe
    resound in my mind–residual.
    section eight, a monger of fear.

  • Oh, I like that, Mr. Kaas. And you’re right: my poem is about death. But it’s also about life, and the cyclical natural of both those things.

    Thank you for your clever quatrain, and thank you for dropping by.

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