J.D. Muller

J.D. Muller first wrote short stories, then novels, the last of which included verse. His early, freely formed poetry tightened to light verse, end-rhymed lines “pulling double shifts, serving multiple masters, slipping into things more and less comfortable.” Verse essays as sly sonnets fit his metaphysical bill. “I try for verse that’s tersely true of what’s at stake now as always. As for echoes, tied ends can split, surprise as wide receivers.” The subject matter is hornbook serious, but the versifier is philosophical. “I want the consolation prize for endeavor and humor in penning oddly harnessed horse sense, and lumbering together follies for polymaths.”

As for life events, he says, “I spent the first six months of my life at Fort Crockett on Galveston Island. I was an editor at the literary magazine Aspen Anthology during its brief but happy life in the 1970s. Now I tend my garden and Victorian-Deco-Chalet cottage in a hilly, leafy, nightly marine layered part of San Francisco.”