Creative Meausures

October 4, 2016 — art, artistic measures, creative, food, music, poet

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Writing, music, art, and cuisine are integrated into my daily routine.  I am inspired by creative projects of all kinds.  I hope my study and practice keeps life fresh and stimulating.  I am comfortable writing facts and stating my own opinions.  I adore investigating my family tree because I constantly learn about history in a direct and personal way when I discover more facts about my ancestors.  I also imagine myself inheriting some spark of talent from each and every one of them. I wish I knew more about the kinds of arts they might have pursued during their lives.

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In April I join poets around the world to write 30 poems in 30 days.  During the rest of the year I am a sporadic poet, and feel a tinge of guilt about it.  This week I will go to a reading at our world-famous U of A Poetry Center.  The theme for this series is poetry and climate change.  The poets present in an ideal setting for the purpose, then answer questions posed by the audience.  The caliber of the talent is outstanding.  We are lucky to have this presented to the public here free of charge as part of the Poetry Center’s ongoing work.  When I go to the center, either for a reading or to read part of the amazing collection, I feel extra guilt.  My famous ancestor poet, Mistress Bradstreet, is represented in the collection.  She wrote in colonial Massachusetts and wonders why I am not more prolific as a poet.  Life as well as writing were not easy for her because the 1600’s were far less care free for women.  She managed to crank out poems that told about historic events of the time in the language of the time.  She thinks I should do the same, especially since I have all these electronic devices and twitter.  She had nothing so convenient.

I have no real excuse to give to her. When I get into the practice of it I enjoy being a poet. I especially like to hang out with other poets, all of whom are better and more thoughtful then I am. Perhaps the reading this week will prime my poetic pump.  Synesthesia is one of my daily goals in life.  To create fusion of the senses, then mix them all into memory in order to make them verbal is a fun practice of self discovery.  Poetry and music lend themselves to capturing the essence of sensory experience.  I am not sure why I don’t do it all the time.

What do you like to do to employ your native creativity, gentle reader?  Did you inherit any of your artistic talents (of which you are aware)?