Wander and Wonder

Rise. Upward. Progress and ascend. Higher. Better. Stronger. Wiser.

Bejeweled in words.

Juggling sincerity and flinging blessings.

Sharing joy of life by extracting beauty from pain.

Every person is unique. Maybe some more than others. John Starino bewilders and thrills, welcomes and warns. He is audacious and humble. He has a big mouth and a huge ear.

He is a wild flying poet of great emotional density and surgical poignancy. Simultaneously his cadence nourishes. His humor gladdens. His perceptions astonish.

Forerunner. He is a photographer. As am I. He is a writer. Me too. A performer. Like me. A joker. Duh. If only I might prove to be even half as strong. I have a photograph he made of me performing at a mythical venue locally known as “Utopia 1”. He matted and framed it. It’s in my studio. He understands vanity.

Friend.