Thundershowers again this morning.
I've been untangling a skein of yarn and listening to "On Being."
The latest episode is "Poetry Unbound" and has so much.
Maybe the most important to me, at least at this very moment:
"Poetry is a fairly solitary art. While it can, sometimes, get shared in books or in readings, mostly poems are written by a person, alone, with a computer or with a pen or a pencil. And that can be lonely, but, also, it can be a magnificent way to find a language that suits yourself, in those alone hours, maybe in the morning, maybe late at night. But, in so doing, you can find a language for yourself that can help you survive." Pádraig Ó Tuama