How does a poem begin?
It seeds itself. It blossoms or it sings its voice as a whisper or loudly.
It may be a single thought or a stream.
For me it is all of these things, a frequency and I ride it obediently where it asks to fly, swim or dive.
I am an assigned steward and work hard to pull the weeds to retain only the story.
Basically, I hear my poems or sense them. That is how most begin. I can and sometimes do write from a prompt in a workshop. I have a literary skillset I work hard to study and learn over decades so some of that is a strong foundation and allows this intuitive freedom in the beginning. As with all crafts, skill, editing, knowledge, form are foundational necessities.
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