Neil McGregor rebuilds a time and a space which are familiar with what is past the reset of humanity?s ill memory. His attempt to provide a meaning to the new concept of Paradise, reborn from the ashes of the old world, just as a Phoenix bird is contoured with lines of such finesse, and with such a distinguished poetic harmony. We can see this construction as a poetry volume cathedral. Moreover still, we find a determining demiurgical dialogue between the poetic self and the Creator. Everything is dressed in the clothes of becoming, of knowledge for accentuating the Good, The Truth and the Beautiful. Dr. Víctor Constantin M?ru?oiu
Neil McGregor, writer and poet, has verses of a formidable modernism, but also post-modernist introspections, although he does not write urban poetry.
What the poet does is a decomposition of the reality, which saves through poetry, only through poetry. It is an act of insane courage that annihilates coercion and liberates the soul.
The poet does not want to shock, he is rather an intimate of the encrypted transmission of interpreted messages.
Old town Solitude Kiss Forgetness Quiet place Life Écoute Rain Assenza Stanza Storm Make.new.friends.exe Caravana Amore Spirit Loneliness Forgetness Creation Replacement Digital romance That feeling New promise I love to live Life Death Idiot Tonight... If Dream Darkness Morning History Seaside Memory Sadness Existence Humanity Drifting Emptiness Free Quiet place Presence Last one Kiss Empty room Feeling (Haiku) Autumn Difficult touch T?ho visto Falling Innuendo Muse Faith Sudden light Hope One Duplicity The night before All about us Visions Solitudinal Up high White bloody glance Constellations Éternité Dead of night The last standing thought My heart?s decay Orbital Artist Reborn Bleed You again I know Green Smile Too much Love Good night Beautifully not in love