This week I looked for poetic inspiration in nostalgic corners of my memory. I thumbed through hundreds of pages of poetry books, listened to hours of spoken word, only hoping to find a muse. Much like practicing silence, I realized that the harder I try to focus on writing poetry, the less natural it comes. A poem's inspiration should come from a raw and unscripted sensation or experience. The more I let go, the more the words flowed.
Nevertheless, I'm glad I spent so much time looking for an inspiration for my poetry this week because it helped me remember my love of reading, hearing, and writing poetry. I revisited some of my favorite pieces, websites, and poets, and I thought I'd share them on the blog!
Six word stories
The Sorrow Tugs
The Last Love Letter from an Entomologist
Somewhere in America
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ReplyDeleteThere are some words that cannot be repeated
ReplyDeletesomeone who said them spent beyond his means
since inexhaustible are just the azure
of skies and clemency of God --- unheeded.
Anna Akhmatova (1916) in my quite drunk rendering