Writing and writing poetry is not easy. Despite a huge number of how-to books and web sites instructing on methods and form, the real battle lies within the poet. That battle is not how to write or what form to write in.
Poets are hyper-critical especially of self. We see the smallest imperfections in everything and then have to find its beauty and wonder. Not one of us wants to write about perfection yet we want to reflect an unblemished world. Poetry is a brief moment, a photograph taken from a bigger picture then somehow we attempt to entwine the micro back into the macro.
A poet is never satisfied by their work, the world and themselves. The waste paper basket fills rapidly as we attempt to improve what we do by taking hours to change a single word only to change it back again A poem is never finished.
It is impossible to forget things as we are constantly replaying them in our minds then rewriting them again and again long after they mattered. Our thoughts and emotions are in rapid cycle as they jump from one thing to another leaving us disorientated in a world that never seems to slow down or be still.
All the time we are exposing self to others and ourselves. In doing so we make ourselves vulnerable allowing things to hurt us and seemingly thriving on that hurt as it feeds our creativity.
We cannot stop the cycle as every word is our blood. Truth is we do not want to as ultimately for a poet it is worth it.
© JG Farmer 2015