POEATION POINT: Some Thoughts about Creative Birthing Poems grow like trees From the creative sap of unconsciousness Burst forth many seeds Dropping on the sterile, cold surface Of our lives, most lose their Intoxicating vigor And lie dormant or die. Yet sometimes miracles happen: Words gain magic And ideas bud from imaginations Like seedlings in warm spring. In such moments The pen moves with uncanny speed And thoughts blaze from the our depths Like sparks from a potter's kiln Whose baked relics we read. Ella: Isn't literature a form of archaeology? The relics we obtain from ruins are generally mere shadows of an original splendor. So too are printed words mere relics of original thoughts. Shu: (coughing harshly) Ah, our world is already overloaded with relics, many of which should be swept away. ===================================================================================== from Lit-A-Rupture: A Post Literary Construction by T Newfields SUMMARY: Reflections on the process of poetic inspiration. KEYWORDS: meaning making, interpretative literature, poetry writing, creative inspiration Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955 - ?) Begun: 1993 in Shizuoka, Japan ⨳ Finished: 2014 in Tokyo, Japan Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted < LAST https://www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/verdict.htm TOC https://www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/index.html NEXT > https://www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/scifi.htm TRANSLATIONS Chinese https://www.tnewfields.info/zh/chuangzuo.htm French https://www.tnewfields.info/fr/po-po.htm Japanese https://www.tnewfields.info/jp/souzou.htm Spanish https://www.tnewfields.info/es/puntos.htm