Steven Gulvezan has wandered in the magical world of words from an early age. Unable to make a living as a writer of fiction and poetry, he has put bread on the table as a journalist and a librarian. He believes that the job of the poet is to bring the arrangement of symbols upon a piece of paper as close to the reality of the heart as possible. He considers himself a disciple in words of the great sculptor Alberto Giacometti – he attempts to scrape away layer upon layer of the mask of fiction to get at an inner reality; but, of course, with each layer he exposes, he discovers another layer of fiction – not reality – beneath it. At its best he hopes that his poetry is able to cut close enough to the bone of truth to make it worthwhile to read.