French Poet

My True Calling

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In 1968, my head spent a significant portion of its young life in the clouds, and I along with it.

This spring of 1968 saw me living my life based on two certainties, yes, certainties: One was that poetry was the way to discover capital-T Truth; and Two was that I was destined to move to France and (like Baudelaire and Rimbaud) become a brilliant and truth-finding French poet — the fact…