What it all comes down to is that I want very much to write, but I have a very hard time figuring out what to write about. Even with all my thematic and formal ideas, still I struggle to find something concrete upon which to base individual poems.
I wish I could just write about my life situations. Unfortunately, my weird teflon karma prevents me from having normal human life situations. Nothing sticks. So, I'm left playing poet-philosopher. Or philosopher-poet. Or whatever. Don't get me wrong; I am genuinely interested in the themes I try to work with. But sometimes I wish I had more than themes to write about.
On the other hand, at least I'm not just one more soldier in the confessional-poetry army. The trouble is, many readers, even experienced official poetry experts, seem to equate poetry with some sort of personal emotional lyric utterance. Bah to that, I say. Being is a perfectly good subject to write about. Being and Psyche. Being and Psyche can be sexy. I promise!
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