Bo Bryan was dyslexic as a child, moderately afflicted, however his impairment was never diagnosed.  He had much difficulty learning to read, and was consequently considered of below average intelligence.  The sounds of words equally fascinated and baffled him.  The mysteries of language and the impact of words on human action and emotion—structuring phonetic patterns for maximum accuracy and clarity of intent—became an obsession.  Until recently he had never called himself a poet, nor published a poem.  “As I grew up in a carnival town, the only socially acceptable motive for a young man writing a poem was to mesmerize a pretty girl.”  Otherwise mere passing contact with poetry was considered outside the manly purview.  Reading poetry, let alone writing verse for pleasure, was anathema to a beach boy’s need for constant display of stud-like character.  Even in later adulthood, it seemed necessary to hide to be a poet, even…