When I was a young boy, I spent my long summers immersed in the bountiful enchantment of Nature. Sipping and sometimes gulping in the rich experience as though there was an endless supply of natural riches. The wilderness of Maine became my first holy place, sacred still, a cathedral of majestic pine forest whose sweet “incense” of pine needle, wild rose, and musky earth rose with the morning dew at sunrise. I have always had a burning desire to see a greater meaning and purpose. When I was young, I would say that my feelings were larger than my body, as if they were too expansive to be contained within the boundaries of my skin. Poetry, for me, has been the most significant vehicle for words because of its inherent freedom. One can push the boundaries of what the capabilities of the written word may accomplish. I think of poetry as emotional photography because of its unique power to allow us to capture the inexpressible, incomprehensible, and secret feelings discovered in a sacred moment.
"With rich images that awakens every sense McLellan, sense, McLellan's poetry uses the outdoor world to explore our inner world. His words take us on a universal journey, acknowledging that life is replete with questions but rife with purpose and unbound possibillity." - Robin L. Flanigan, author of M is for Mindful.
"These touch the soul and nourish the spirit." Meghan Wier, author of Confessions of an Introvert
"Exquisite chalice, cups the boundless universe. Drink deeply, my soul." - Charles Wilkinson, writer