The off-and-on-again blog of Ron Mohring, whose plate is almost always overfilled.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Trusses & beams
[Two photos today, taken in January of last year, of bridges in Bloomsburg.]
What do you do--besides read--when you're not writing? To nurture that awareness, that spark? If "poet" means a particular way of being in the world (I believe it does), then couldn't just about any activity be undertaken in the same conscious, receptive manner that typifies the "zone" I feel I'm in when a poem is coming to me? Walking to work, certainly--so much to notice, so many rhythms. But chopping carrots? Cleaning out the litter box?
Is it enough to practice mindfulness, to make it an increasing part of daily life? Or does being a poet require output: the product defines the maker?