Hard Graft

HARD GRAFT

Writing poetry
It’s not all tea and crumpets
The readers forget

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 3, 2015, in Senryu and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. So true and it’s difficult to get one’s Muse to listen to reason when it comes to scheduling. 🙂

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  2. Not only does the reader forget ‘it’s not all tea and crumpets,’ but the reader forgets. Period. And so we write. And write some more.

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  3. That’s something I’ll never forget.

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  4. dawnofdivinerays

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays.

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  5. Are poets reminding more then their own minds when words scratch out on the page? Asked as a question b/c the answer is infinite. Art is infinite in its expression. Soar across the multiverses filled with excitement. Discover within the journey the uncovering of the secrets, yet they remain hidden in our subconscious and unconscious though they might be revealed. Tricky what Art does in its many disguises.

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  6. Perhaps all we experience is are. Perhaps it’s not called “creation” for nothing. ? 🙂

    And as for creations that are themselves creators … Hats off!

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