inspiration

Hello hello I feel
like I am getting inspiration back.
It's the characters and sounds, word-patterns and snippets of music, colors and images that float through my head and light everything up.
Lately:
Sir Lancelot gallops by - hello!
I remember Walden, dancing summer light upon the emerald current in the cove, the air thick with the feeling of chlorophyll; my heart in a jewelry box at the bottom of the pond. Feeling that I have been here before.
Walking around with the feeling of poems is much better than walking alone

It happens in other ways too. It's listening to a Patrick Wolf album or reading an E. E. Cummings poem without feeling jealous or thinking "I will never be able to make something this beautiful." Instead, feeling enchanted and thinking simply "this is beautiful." & I want to create something beautiful.

hello hope