My publishing project started in 2018, and perhaps aptly set out in a poemโฆ

I have managed to amass tangible evidence of project execution:
Ghosts: Poems in Black and White
Imbalance: Poems for Sitting Down
Bumblebee: Poems for Dark Times
Ghosts: Poems in Black and White
Imbalance: Poems for Sitting Down
Bumblebee: Poems for Dark Times
Iโm unlikely to fool anyone into buying my third poetry collection; publishing it on April 1 is as close as youโll get to me revealing how I feel about the third instalment of weary words for wanting wanderers.
Bumblebee is a poetry collection for dark times. Poems to help deal with fear of being still, combatting the urge of constantly being on the move, and the consequences of being.
The Thought took flight long ago along an oral path that spanned a lifetime; but as Death came and Distortion followed the Thought morphed into anotherโs. Then the Thought caught the turning tide; through the ink splattered on papyrus and parchments the Thought found a final resting place at the hand of Man and the pen of the Mighty.
Bumblebee revives that ancient art of handwritten poetry that enabled not just the transfer of thought, like its oral predecessor, but also the highly individualistic expression of the poet with part clarity and part illegibility in the written. To futureproof the legibility each handwritten poem is accompanied by a state-of-the-art AI-generated* version presented in a standardised font.
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(*: well, no, not really from an AI, just the poet typing on a keyboard)