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“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.” ― Henry Miller
Today I am sharing these thoughts of Henry Miller on the process of writing. I especially relate to his reference to collective human consciousness: We all derive from the same source... Part of what makes reading poetry so worthwhile to me, is discovering how much we all share in terms of heart and head. The writer's ability to make me see as he/she has seen, or feel deeply at the turn of a phrase reminds me that poetry is the essence of human experience.
Now on this first Monday in May, I invite all poets to enter this meeting place, share your work and take the time to read what others have written. My hope is that you will leave, feeling enriched for having spent some time in the garden.