Agatha Christie
once said that she would write her stories even if no one but her
husband read them. Lisa, I am sure, would write her poetry if there
were no one but herself to read it. This is not a compulsion or
fixed idea. It is the creative afflatus shared by many writers,
composers, painters. It is also necessary if works of beauty are to
be born, because no creator has assurance that his works will be
noted and enjoyed, much less understood.
Two conditions permit me to
write an introduction to Lisa's poetry. Consanguinity is one, of
course. My long association with creative people is the other for
it allows me a panoramic point of view, as well as some
understanding of their joy in producing something beautiful and
unique that did not exist before.
These poems are somewhat like
Lisa's camera work, in that they catch and hold, permanently, a
moment of time and feeling. Yet they remain alive, in that each
reader will feel some stirring - evisceral, mental, spiritual -
not experienced by another.
I cannot tell you how
to feel about Lisa's poetry, but I can encourage you to read it,
because it shares vital emotions, and you will, unless catatonic,
respond.
Everything has both price and
value. Just as construction materials for a building are costly,
so the experiences of a writer pay for his works.
What is in these poems has
been paid for; I believe you will discover the value.
Gene Hegel(my late
father and one of my true inspirations), November 3, 1980
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