{"id":9739,"date":"2026-03-09T08:36:39","date_gmt":"2026-03-09T15:36:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=9739"},"modified":"2026-03-09T08:36:40","modified_gmt":"2026-03-09T15:36:40","slug":"poetry-on-the-mind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/poetry-on-the-mind\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry on the Mind"},"content":{"rendered":"<!-- wp:themify-builder\/canvas \/-->\n\n\n<p>A month ago, I decided I would publish a collection of my poems later this year, probably in the fall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have never considered myself a poet, but over the years, something unique occurs, and the experience prompts me to write about it in poetic form, rather than non fiction. I have no theories or approaches to craft of writing poetry. Indeed, I loathe the word \u201ccraft\u201d in any association with the act of writing. It&#8217;s so pretentious and the province of poets who write obtuse poems for other poets, tenure, awards and grants.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Since I made the decision to publish the collection, I have been sifting through the poems I&#8217;ve written the last 25 years since I got the writing going when I began my service as caretaker of the Nestucca Bay National Wildlife Refuge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have also been gripped in a frenzy of writing poetry, seeing moments from my past and present in poems, not prose. I also dug deep into the archives and rewrote or re-imagined a few seminal experiences in my life as poem, not prose. I think this process is helping me become a better writer for all genres.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The manuscript is growing. This is the only book of its kind I will ever publish. No title as of yet. I do have a cover in mind. I discarded a lot of earlier poems because they were written specifically for a certain person or occasion and have no wider appeal. Interestingly enough, every one of the poems I have written for someone, always related to love, have utterly failed in reaching the heart of that person. Perhaps that means I&#8217;m a bad poet, or perhaps it means poetry really doesn&#8217;t matter when it comes to real matters of the heart. Only in the magazines and journals. Did Shakespeare&#8217;s sonnets actually accomplish something for his personal life? Were they meant to?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Should you write a love poem to someone with a specific goal in mind?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Will I keep writing them even though they have all failed?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A month ago, I decided I would publish a collection of my poems later this year, probably in the fall. I have never considered myself a poet, but over the years, something unique occurs, and the experience prompts me to write about it in poetic form, rather than non fiction. I have no theories or [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9740,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,42],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9739","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-meditations","category-poetry","has-post-title","has-post-date","has-post-category","has-post-tag","has-post-comment","has-post-author",""],"builder_content":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9739","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9739"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9739\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9742,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9739\/revisions\/9742"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/9740"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9739"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9739"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9739"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}