Much of my writing, like much of the way I live and view the world, has been shaped by my mother. We were close enough to be part of each other’s heartbeats, and when she died, on May 26, 2008, everything about her simply became part of me. We thought alike on every major subject, so this volume of poetry is both a tribute to, and a reflection of, everything she stood for and believed in. The poems are mine, but the voice is hers, speaking through my words. At the same time, the various sections accurately reflect the experiences, challenges, triumphs and losses that have made me the independent person I amalways shaped, at least in part, by my mother’s influence. In this volume, you will read my words and hear my mothers voice on every seasons special wind, a calm and steadying voice on the endless winds of change.
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Henry Howard is a native New Yorker, living in Los Angeles since 1986. I first became interested in a career in writing as an undergraduate at Hampshire College, at which a professor who became my mentor, brother and best friend during my student years first sensed my potential. He believed in me both as a human being and a budding writer, and I owe much of my passion for writing to him. I am a fiction writer and poet, and my work in both genres is linked by a commitment to human rights–and my belief in the power of words to make everyone on earth our neighbor and partner in building a better world.