A Wildflower Among Ruins

Hunter's poetry is truthful, gritty, and transportive. His influences from Rimbaud, Eliot, Ginsburg and Bukowski can be weighed through his adventurous undertakings and his confrontational lyrics. As they defied structure, so does Mr. Hunter. A Wildflower Among Ruins takes us through intimate verses of the author's past and along his pilgrimage journeys following the Camino Frances to the coast of Spain. If readers don't feel like they are walking the Way, then it's because they already are. A collection of soulful expressions in verse and love through poetic exploration. His clarity is undeniable. His devotion to travel is clear. And his undeniable honesty stays devoted to the last words on the last page.

A pilgrimage involves millions of steps and stages as pilgrims explore both the outer world and inside themselves. So many people have flocked to Spain for their chance to walk the Camino De Santiago. The author's spiritual poetry presents how many people chose this Way when they were face with a crossroad in life. Their existence needed change. Their minds needed time. With nothing more to do but walk, we were given the chance to listen to ourselves and find our path to a more eternal journey.

Hunter's first poems read as an epic through this transformation:

"Whiskey shots grass the harness,
Wine that's being passed
It is the blood of our hearts,
Hash from the earth,
Paid by smoke to our souls.
As holy as you want to be,
As naked as your birth,
Waves curl in from darkness
Which bounce round the walls
And calm our tainted lips."

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