I do not understand the how and why of words. They arrive unbidden, yet familiar, like strangers who seem to know me. I give them a place to rest, a moment of calm, a bed, a lamp. By early morning, they have vanished but the space they left glows subtly as if someone had prayed there. Creation does not rest in owning the materials. Creation is like faith without evidence: you step out where there is no ground trusting sound will support your weight.
I would send postcards to clients, family, and friends as I traveled, serving clients in Japan, Europe, Canada, Barbados, and GB. Many were touched to be remembered. On BSKY, we now have over 60,000,000 accounts. Web life is different than days in the past. My wife and I still mail Christmas cards with stamps. Call me old-fashioned. I love the personal touch.
I’m always uncertain as to what I am going to write, but I accept that uncertainty is a part of the process. If I am to trust in the process, then I must also trust that the uncertainty is there for a purpose.
Thank you for this restack, @Wendy Gray
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You’re welcome, Paul
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Grateful to @Blue Citizen 77 for this restack—thank you, Diane💙💙
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Thanks to @Kimberly Root for restacking this poem
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Thank you for another surprising poem, Paul!
You’re welcome, Portia—thanks for stopping by. Have you posted new episodes of your White Birch intrigue beyond 6.2?
Not yet, hopefully Part 7 will be ready come June. I may post something else next Saturday, though.
Thank you for restacking this, @Rea de Miranda
You’re welcome.
Thank you, @Lyrics and Fire, for this restack
Good Wednesday, @Rolando Andrade, and thank you for sharing my poem.
My pleasure Paaul. Good Wednesday
The words have a way of telling their own story!
Yes, Rea, words are sly that way, saying one thing and meaning another.
IMAGES of words come and go
as they float somewhere in poetry limbo.
but some are sly
and some are quick
to dance beneath
the limbo stick
Paul, you are amazing. Your words seem to slip from your mouth to the page effortlessly.
The work isn’t effortless, Kathleen, but I think the goal is to make it look that way.
You definitely do Paul.
Lovely. A ripple in a pond.
Words arriving like familiar strangers is such a good description of writing.
Thank you for reading, Gabriel, and for your comment—much appreciated!
Writing ✍️ is an art form. There is something about the impact of writing for the reader’s mind. Thanks 🙏🏻 for sharing your thoughts.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Rob!
I would send postcards to clients, family, and friends as I traveled, serving clients in Japan, Europe, Canada, Barbados, and GB. Many were touched to be remembered. On BSKY, we now have over 60,000,000 accounts. Web life is different than days in the past. My wife and I still mail Christmas cards with stamps. Call me old-fashioned. I love the personal touch.
A great piece to help bring a sense of calm and acceptance to writers when facing uncertainty in the process of creating their work.
I’m always uncertain as to what I am going to write, but I accept that uncertainty is a part of the process. If I am to trust in the process, then I must also trust that the uncertainty is there for a purpose.
Yes.. those words that are clear but then vanish leaving a space to fill! What a lovely (and creatively poetic) way to capture the creative process.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Laurie. I’m thankful the alphabet can be rearranged into what seems like an infinity of words.
Thank you Paul for reminding me just how powerful words can be.
You’re welcome, Steve. I have to remind myself, as well—it’s probably why I write!
Same here, Paul.