Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
So much inspires me. People living their lives with courage, beauty of all kinds, nature in all its aspects, people I love and people I hardly know, and, of course, other poets.
The fact of the matter is that the most unexpected and miraculous thing in my life was the arrival in it of poetry itself - as a vocation and an elevation almost.
I think my poems immediately come out of the sensuous and emotional experiences I have.
Some very beautiful things get lost and forgotten. Just as I got lost.
Poems and songs penned as an unstoppable outpouring of the heart take on a life of their own. They transcend the limits of nationality and time as they pass from person to person, from one heart to another.
Poetry and fiction have grieved for a century now over the loss of some vitality which they think they see in a past from which we are by now irrevocably alienated.
There is inspiration all around us.
I am never without my lyric book. If anything inspirational happens, I have it there so nothing's forgotten.
The first poem I ever wrote, about loss, when I was 5 years old, expressed the themes of everything I would ever write.
Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance.