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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The poet in me is a recluse

He doesn't want to be. He just withdraws.

11 comments:

  1. I'm sorry. Writing of any kind can be so trying. Recluse or not.

    Have a terrific day. :)

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  2. Oh but I know, Grandpa.....I know. Maybe there is a place where these recluses all meet, since there are many of them who share so many similarities....

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  3. I hear you, Grandpa. So uninspired lately..I'm in the doldrums. I think I'm going to start researching the doldrums and see if that takes me anywhere :) a little hair of the dog, eh?

    Peace - Rene

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  4. Sometimes it just bees like that, Word Man! Aloha, Friend

    Comfort Spiral

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  5. I wish I had a poet in me to blame... sometimes I just withdraw because I need some peace and quiet and space for my thoughts.

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  6. I pray I am not presumptuous in the response.. as one who has spent time on the power of journal writing and poetry.. I have found that sometimes it is that very time of need to write that we come to sit in the most private of places in our soul
    Blessings
    Kringle

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  7. may I as a newcomer ask a question? Does the poet hold back because he is afraid to succeed or is he afraid to fail? nick

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  8. Neither, Nick. Sometimes I think it's a retreat -- in the good sense of that word.

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  9. Yes, that would make more sense. It is good to get away. Given time to think,, to listen to the quite one within, and to be filled. thanks nick

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  10. There is no sense in being a poet if you are not free. The freedom is what let s the creation be.

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