I'm Adalimone and this is the slowdown.

I have been asked before how I come up with ideas or subjects for poems.

The answer is almost always that they are not hard to find, but rather they are hard to

winnow down.

When you are living in the present moment and observing and listening to the world, the

potential for poetry is everywhere.

It's almost hallucinatory.

I think of the movie the sixth sense and a little poet saying, I see poems everywhere.

Sometimes I don't even want the poem.

I see it on the edges unfolding in its blur like a glitch in the matrix, but I want to leave

it be.

Sometimes I don't want to turn the real thing into a poem because what if I ruin the

real thing?

What if in an effort to make a poem, I ruin the magic of the moment or the clarity of

the moment?

During the month of April, I often try to write a draft of a poem a day.

I like the way it makes my brain feel.

Sure, many of the drafts are straight up trash, but some drafts are salvageable and

have turned into poems that are now in my books.

But one thing about writing a poem every day is that your brain becomes attuned to the

world in a new way.

Sometimes it's like taking acid or psilocybin mushrooms.

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