The title of my blogg is taken from a quote by Robert Frost
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
This quote stood out to me, mainly for it’s physicality. In it Frost is not just seeing a poem as something ethereal, something of the mind or emotions, things unquantifiable, but as something all to physical. I can well remember the feeling as a child of trying so hard to hold my tears back that the lump in my throat began to hurt.
The birth of a poem here is something that can be discomforting, painful. He goes on to describe it as a “a sense of wrong”. He does not let us know if this is a righteous sense of wrong, or the unease and discomfort that we all feel at points in our lives. It is also describes as “a homesickness, a lovesickness”. These are both things that while easy to cast in a romantic light, are all too painful for those who experience them, and can come directly from that sense of wrong previously mentioned. It is wrong that s/he does not love me. It is wrong that they are not here. It is wrong that I am not there. These are all states that can vary in their degree of painfulness, but are all painful, and will all be experienced by most feeling human beings.
I enjoy any description of what a poem is that does not contain the words truth, beauty, soul 0r anything vaguely related to sun sets. Mainly because once you start writing poetry, and I mean seriously writing poetry, you find it is excruciatingly difficult. If it was easy, everyone would be doing it.