The quest for poetry
Dec. 17th, 2005 11:24 amIt’s important for me not to turn the computer on first thing, before breakfast. Otherwise I get sucked into email and catching up online Scrabble games. Morning slips away. Thursday I missed writing before going into the office, and again yesterday before heading to Toronto. I really do miss it, especially since the profound stillness I experienced a week ago. Poetry arose effortlessly from that space, and I’m anxious to return.
Danny had to get up and sign into work from his laptop this morning. I lay in bed a few minutes longer, then took the notebook downstairs and cleared a space near him at the kitchen table. After oatmeal I poured tea and started writing. It’s a hard discipline to do those pages outside my own space, but always worthwhile.
My mind wouldn’t settle down. Stillness and coherence stayed far away. Once again the pages filled with random threads. I’m tempted to say useless, but know better than that. Chaos and order are inseparable. Peace, when it comes, feels so sublime because of the journey involved. You can never strain or force it to happen. You simply keep plodding, knowing that in fullness of time it will offer itself.
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Date: 2005-12-18 02:47 am (UTC)It only takes me about 20 minutes to fill three pages, and knowing the way you can work, you'll probably find the same. My days turn out a lot better if I do that first before turning the computer on. This is one argument for doing it longhand. Or if that is to uncomfortable for you, try opening a Word document and writing for 15-20 minutes before you use a browser or email. The earlier in the day the better, even if you're not a morning person (I'm not).
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Date: 2005-12-17 09:31 pm (UTC)this line of yours, struck me like a bullet to the brain
love to you and yours
munkey
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Date: 2005-12-18 04:09 am (UTC)Cheers and Love,
Van
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