Well now, that was exactly what I needed. I’m still lonely in this making and not making of art. But today (only today) I am accepting the loneliness, which at least feels better than resisting it; and I am finding compassion for the crabby critic lady in my not-quite-a-workshop class and this too: I will be inviting angels to the small bits of beauty I haven’t yet abandoned.
So wonderful to read what you have to say - it always touches my heart, and encourages my muse. As yours too, should feel supported by what you have to say. Thank you.
Thank you so much for sharing this. I was actually trying to write a piece of memoir about my experience living through the pandemic in Costa Rica and feeling like I was at the end of the world because I was so disconnected from the world economy, "work" in the traditional sense, and all of the engines I had been a part of. Someone shared this poem on IG and it really spoke to me. I'm still grappling with these topics. I'm glad to know other people and poets are grappling with the same thing. You might enjoy a book called "The Gift" by Lewis Hyde, which is about poetry and the economy. Very insightful. It reads like a book of anthropology more than anything else.
I am just discovering your work. I am so grateful for it.
thank you so much
This post is what I needed to read today - and that happens so often, with your posts.
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Thank you for this. It is good medicine.
thank you!
Well now, that was exactly what I needed. I’m still lonely in this making and not making of art. But today (only today) I am accepting the loneliness, which at least feels better than resisting it; and I am finding compassion for the crabby critic lady in my not-quite-a-workshop class and this too: I will be inviting angels to the small bits of beauty I haven’t yet abandoned.
I know that "crabby critic lady." Yes, trying to have compassion for them is good work too : )
So wonderful to read what you have to say - it always touches my heart, and encourages my muse. As yours too, should feel supported by what you have to say. Thank you.
Thank you so much for sharing this. I was actually trying to write a piece of memoir about my experience living through the pandemic in Costa Rica and feeling like I was at the end of the world because I was so disconnected from the world economy, "work" in the traditional sense, and all of the engines I had been a part of. Someone shared this poem on IG and it really spoke to me. I'm still grappling with these topics. I'm glad to know other people and poets are grappling with the same thing. You might enjoy a book called "The Gift" by Lewis Hyde, which is about poetry and the economy. Very insightful. It reads like a book of anthropology more than anything else.