Love Poems (1/4): Memories & Metastases
26/06/2012 by Pete Hulme
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I want to say something in response to this powerful poem, but what I might say would be trite alongside the pain in your words.
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Pete, this is such a beautiful poem, and wonderfully constructed. I wrote a poem along similar lines and rhythm earlier this year —- tempting to share it. Later perhaps. I didn’t realise that you were a poet, and such an excellent one. I’m writing quite seriously, but it’s such hard work!
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Hi, Carolyn. Many thanks for your encouragement. I’d love to see your poem but you may prefer to share it ‘off-line.’ You have my email address, I think.
Effective poems come as a kind of gift after hours of effortful rubbish, it seems to me. I can’t predict whether a draft I’m starting will turn out to be the genuine article. Sometimes it happens, more often it doesn’t. Sometimes it needs a fair bit of polishing, sometimes it doesn’t. I wish I was more in control, but maybe creating the right conditions and then letting go is the difficult art of it all.
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