If writing a poem seems absurd – still, why not? Perhaps it’s equally strange not to write? Our encouragement to write, today, is from Nobel poet, Wislawa Szymborska of Poland
I prefer to leave early.
I prefer talking to doctors about something else.
I prefer the old fine-lined illustrations.
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems
to the absurdity of not writing poems.
I prefer, where love’s concerned, nonspecific anniversaries
that can be celebrated every day.
These few lines are taken from her poem, “Opportunities” – and a lovely example of her down-to-earthness and humour, of the everydayness of the extraordinary love rather than ostentatious on-this-day remembrance.
Today, I am pondering writing a poem inspired by a Polish poet, for a writing group publication – the writing group combined Polish and UK writers (all writing in English). Each of us is considering a Polish writer, and writing something new, inspired by them. I think I’ve found my inspiration in Wisława Szymborska.
(Although I have not yet written a poem inspired by Wislawa herself, this morning I have written a poem about the positive experience of being in a writing group with at least two cultures in conversation).
Towards the end of Wislawa’s poem, she comes to its heart, that her personal choice is to consider that there is meaning in existence. It’s at least a possibility.
To see the entire poem – and a further 4 cited by the Nobel Prize – they can be found at http://bit.ly/2ts4man
What a great encouragement to write – there is at least the possibility of something coming to mind when you assemble your writing implements and begin, however haphazardly, with those first few stumbling words. So, begin.