Poetic Motivations: 45

Poetic Motivations_45


Ahh, the wondrous Bashō Matsuo.

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A well-chosen quote, Davy. I know that when writing / composing is hard labour, the result is rarely as good as what comes with greater spontaneity.

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Often, when something is worked and re-worked, a bit of soul is lost. .. great quote and reminder.

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    I agree Gwen. From a poetry perspective sometimes the best poetry is when it flows from the heart and has minimal editing. Have a good week and thanks for taking time to read and comment.


I love his simple wisdom. perfecting the haiku is not so simple though. I have been in touch with some bloggers and am putting together some thoughts on crafting the haiku. thank you for sharing!

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The other day my wife and I were cooking when a thought hit me. I scramble for paper and pen. She said, “You must stir the sauce or it will burn.” I told her, “I must write this now or it might die.” A poem lives for minutes…all else is just reflections.

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    Good point Jerry. Sometimes the poem hits at the most inopportune moment and it has to be written on whatever you can get your hands on. I have used the wife’s lipstick and some toilet roll to get a thought down so I didn’t lose it. Poetry is much more important than sauce.

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But then, I enjoy putting the poem into the brain stew and let it cook. Sometimes, returning to a poem later gives a chance to see how that very closeness caused us to miss something needed to get the poem to truly communicate what the poem needed to communicate.

Nice quote.

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    A good point Mr. S. I often wonder whether a poem is ever finished. They are like photographs, snap shots of that particular moment in time.

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      I agree, but then the separation from the original idea often helps me see new things under the subconscious layers of the poem.

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      It is an interesting conversation Mr. S. A number of books I have read on poetry suggest putting the poems away for six months before coming back to them. I have a small collection from 20 years ago which I have revisited and the recrafting is certainly challenging.

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      This week I will post some of my earliest poems, back when I would write and call a poem complete as soon as the inspiration stopped and the pen was put down. I considered picking one of them to use for a Sunday revisit, but all of them felt “complete.” In a manner of speaking, their journeys had ended. While I hear myself in those poems, that was a very different me and this me couldn’t improve on that one. It is funny I was just chatting with my Best Friend who was around in those early formative years of writing and told him how instructive this journey has been to read what I wrote way back then. I hear my voice, a sort of melancholy fighting hope. Then much more outwardly spiritual, now the same voice speaks differently but the same. I would not want the voices to mingle now.

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      Those are similar to the thoughts I am having. Although the revisited poems do stir responses which reflect into the current moment. Maybe our poems are seeds set down to grow and guide us on our journeys Mr. S.

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      I think so, but also I think we can respond to our youthful selves, like Blake. Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience.

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i cannot agree more. writing poetry is capturing that sudden burst of rhymes and lines. capturing that burst of emotion and observation. let the poem writes itself. and then maybe let it rest and edit. 🙂

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So apt. That is what I try to do. These haiku masters are simply fantastic. Thank you for posting this, Davy.

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Basically he is saying to just let the poem come through you, writing only to take dictation. Interesting view! Usually one line of a new poem will come bursting through at strange times of day or night, most often inconvenient. Then when I get a chance I sit and work with it. On magical and rare occasion the whole poem will write itself. A gift from above!

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