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Getting (re-) started, again: or, feel the fear and write it down anyway

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I am a sporadic writer, of poetry at least. I do start every working day with writing, but it’s not usually a poem. I tend to write my poems in bursts, as I have always done since I was 16. I might write nothing for weeks or even months, and then create a flurry of …

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Wading in concrete

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In the middle of March, I had a great idea for a poem. Or so I thought. More than two weeks later, I feel like I am wading through setting concrete. Said poem consists only of a couple of possible lines and a lot of messy notes – no structure, no direction, and not very …

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