Robert Nichols (me)
About 50 years ago when I was a sophomore in high school, I decided to be a writer. Just goofing around with words in class one day, I wrote a haiku. It was Miss Henneke's ancient history class and, aptly enough, as quiet as a tomb. I was drifting away during study time and out of the dim void this poem came to me:
“Still pond in the woods.
Flawless surface spoiled by
the rain that feeds it.”
I passed it over my shoulder to my friend Mike Nolan. He read it and then, in a booming deep voice, he shattered the stillness of that room.
He said, "Wow!"
So, for almost five decades now, I've been writing poems, stories, novels, essays, songs... you name it... all in quest of Wow!
For further information go to the website my wife Carol created about me: