Here one sprawl in the symbolic surf of life, emblematic one might say, bobbing about with the flotsam of one-hundred perhaps amusing, weird, poem-like erections and excrescences, jetsam sodden on paper. These poetic leakages span a period of over thirty years and are not cast chronologically or on merit, but taken roughly at random as a drifting sampler from my notebooks and journals; poems that drew my interest or particular remembrance.