an entry on this practice of mine.How I Grow a Poem as a daily art and meditative practice
poetry lines emerge in me all the time, but sometimes I’ll feel one good line and I'll choose to not spontaneously poet away and i do not immediately write the one line down. Patience, if they're roses they'll bloom.
Instead, I lid them with silence and set it on the backburner where covered and quiet the one line simmers in the hot oils of my thoughts meeting the grind of my thinking analyses as thoughts bubble up from all my surrounding conditions, with the dishes, the laundry, the diapers, the husband and the child deciding on grilled cheese or chocolate pudding, the colleagues frantic with this conflict, that system needs a patch to fix this broken spot, the grinding strain the one line meets is what separates a truth from a cluster of ignorance that sounds pleasing.
Oh, and on reading... I feed my brain with great poetry. My influences are visible if you have read my muses' works. Osmosis can happen sitting so close to naked truths. And I love naked wisdom... I don't necessarily absorb the medium's form, as they may be in different languages, or formats than anything I've ever produced. Like Byron, I don't write LIKE him. But he's a strong influence. Or Blake. Rumi. Gibran. I don't have the same aesthetic, but I would agree, it's like trying to absorb the spirit. I'm absorbing the everything about that truth that the writing evokes in my recognition and awareness... and I'm always pushing a bit further... so yes, reading to absorb spirit, not to parrot or explicate, but truly reformulate in my own words and experiences.
EDIT: I feel I need to add: language is a skill, the way walking is. It's not an innate trait, it's something that's learned and is developed by ALL toddlers alike, so of course the more you read, the more you exercise and articulate the variety of semantics, syntax, variations of cosmetic, expression, as well as seeing live examples of how language can be used. The more you read, the more you can come back to your experiences by formulating your own language articulation of the truths you've felt directly. That is why knowledge is power, because words have meanings. And matching our experiences to our meanings is the whole point of being present in this very moment, removing what is obstructing our view of this very tender, tenuous, fleeting moment that is going and gone. Ultimately, I feel this is what all poetry is about.
Not sure that made much sense...
My OmBoy Gibran says -
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
I couldn't agree more.