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December 16, 2013


It was good to read your confession -- and to hear from you. :-)

As Audre Lorde once said, "Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before."

Whether it's a Margaret Atwood, Ranier Rilke, or Charles Bukowski, every writer has at least one great writer to seek out to when we feel creatively stuck in the swamp of real life. Whether alive or dead, somehow they always seem to be incredibly productive and magically have their stuff together in a way that we can only hope to attain. Truth is, they were just as scattered and frustrated and discontent as the rest of us. This confession reminded me that there's only one way to pull ourselves out of that bog -- and it's a rope braided from our own words.

Thanks for sharing.

I like to look other authors websites as well. I guess it inspires and motivates me in a way if that makes sense.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman


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