Poetry and History. Meaning and Mystery.
The Writer's Call:
“…I work for you kind reader, dear,/who walks my words across the page,/who seeks clear ground in paths I’ve made…”
Speechless:
“…Kings will do/what kings do. Soldiers too./And if you don't want to know, I won’t keep you…”
A Reply & An Answer:
“…Soon, birds won’t be able to sing./Listen. Hear me. Our time is for turning…
When you need to be creative or innovative, try this simple break-the-box, mind-body bridging exercise from Dr Stanley H Block. 
Part 1: The Box.
1. Name the specific situation that makes you feel boxed in.
2. Take a piece of paper, write the situation in the middle of the page, and draw an oval around it.
3. Take 1-2 minutes to jot down around the oval whatever pops into your mind about that situation and your attempts to
The Writer’s Call: A Poem Your words must clear the ground for love, I heard it all declare. I kissed my … Read more
By Lucille Clifton. why is what i ask myself maybe it is the afrikan in me still trying to get … Read more
“How shall I be a poet?
How shall I write in rhyme?
You told me once ‘the very wish
Partook of the sublime.'
Then tell me how! Don't put me off
With your ‘another time'!”
—
“And would you be a poet
Her name? Her name is Generose, here is how her story flows: 
through the latest news of war
our ruler coming out to say
‘Bombs Again!' Though his minions'
mincing words, force-feeding what
‘we' need to do, and why, (with regret)
some evil people (and some others)
must die;
through the soldiers jumping to,
while I, and my kind, are left gasping
behind, holding a small stand somewhere
like this, appealing to someone
like you.
So…
Can you come with me
to a place far from here, where
four or five m– No. Let
me begin again. Let me start
with myself, with yesterday when I
Here is a small poem about a big subject:
Listen, my parents,
the grasses are crawling,
the trees are all thrumming.
Soon, birds won’t be able to sing.
Listen. Hear me. Our time
One major inspiration of art and writing is… art and writing. I'm reading a brilliant anthology, 
edited by Carol Ann Duffy, called Answering Back, with a simple, delightful concept: a living poet chooses a poem from the past that has touched them and writes a new poem in response.
It's a beautiful collection of calls and replies, echos and illuminations across centuries — and gives a vivid sense of how, through writing, language and human connection transcend time and place.
Here's a poem about art by WH Auden, chosen by Billy Collins and,
Down by the river bank I see a life-ring on a line, and think of how we used to swim in talk, … Read more
‘”Thou Shalt Not!” soon fades,’the Storyteller* said. ‘But “Once Upon a Time…” goes on forever.’ It is morning, May in … Read more
A guest post by Phil Bolsta, offering the secrets learned in his career as a writer for major greeting card companies: 9 rules, 8 insights, 11 business tips and 16 techniques.
So now we meet each evening to meld/the passing and the coming life/suspended/in fading light
that knows/ just what it holds…
Short Poem from “Inspiration Meditation: A Guided Meditation to Develop Creative Intelligence. For Writers, Artists & Everyone”. By Orna Ross.
The great Artist is at work.
Around his house, his children move
in whispers, while his wife
lays down a dinner tray,
tells that it’s there
with two soft raps – no more – tapped on his study door.
The great Artist begs his work