Poetry, this vessel, this vessel that is pain just as much as it is love,
with it I am able to exist in this world, without it, I would surely fall.

(I'm a lot grayer these days...but still basically the same)
James Eric Watkins was first accepted for publication by Poetry Motel
in 2002 and has steadily published poetry on e-zines and in print, as well
as presented poetry performances at Southern Indiana colleges and universities,
since that time.
Most recently, James' work has appeared KSPS's journal,
Pegasus: Winter/Spring 2008 and in Shemom: Spring 2008.
James is the editor of Flowers & Vortexes, Creative Magazine, and this site.
I started this site and small press to bring artists and ideas together.
Have no misconceptions: Financially, I am a poor man.
But emotionally, however,
I am wealthy beyond my deserving,
in both happiness and sadness.
I consider myself a lucky man for many reasons, near-death experiences,
bouts of depression (that will always remain. I have accepted this.), addictions
I've conquered, friendships that I’ve made, for truly seeing beauty and pain
side by side in a balance of love, for the mother of my children, for my children....
But the fact that I know who I am; for this I am an extremely lucky man.
Using details sparingly, I’ll just say I’ve been through a lot, seen a lot, and am
fortunate be the man I am today, breathing, crying, feeling . . . so much.
Love has taught me how to live.
Now I live with the purpose to love.