When I write poetry, that is in the moments when I am trying to write, not those rare and wonderful moments when the poem just comes to me, I often leave little notes to myself, like, eh, that line is crap, and it’s rather counter-productive, because then I wonder why I wrote the line at all, and it makes me more hesitant to write the next line, which of course slows down the next line after that, so as an artist, as a writer, as someone who wants to have an image of his psyche registered in the archives of the noosphere, I am an elderly female driver going 40 miles an hour in the fast lane, and I am the man behind her, leaning in total futility on his horn.
When I leave little notes to myself like that I feel like the guy in “Memento,” which is a movie I would recommend to anybody but I’ll say no more not to ruin it. Another movie I like for very similar reasons is 60 minute photo, I think it’s called, maybe it was 30 minute photo, I don’t know, with Robin Williams, but it was not a comedy.
Anyway, I’m working now on a series of poems that start with the line “as individuals we really aren’t that great” and I see 3 different directions to go. And the notes aren’t helping.
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