I am not a poet

I don’t like poems because they are exact summaries of everything felt at the time they are written. Memories of grief, pain, sorrow, sadness, anger, guilt, shame, joy, passion, love, jealousy, and envy wash over you, flooding your senses. You relive whatever moment led to the inspiration behind the piece, and it is both taunting and exhausting. I feel the weight of all the emotional labour I must overcome just to consume the art.

I prefer fictional writing because of its endless scale, its boundless freedom to explore any reality, any dimension. It’s fun, it’s pretend—it serves as a never-ending night sky, covering you like a blanket over your head, protecting you from anyone who might interrupt your fun. In fiction, I can transport myself to an entirely new experience, forgetting everything that might pull me away from this mental escape.
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Daniels Avatar
January 24, 2026 at 3:55 PM
An apt description of what poetry sometimes does. This is perhaps why it is important: it forces one to examine the Emotional Body. The two genres offer different gifts, though I feel that they are interchangeably. ThkU for sharing. Best intentions for this year to you. Sending so much love.
Zakaria Avatar
January 29, 2026 at 12:49 PM
You are right dear friend! Since writing this I have written only more poetry and have found some semblance of joy as I unravel my feelings in metaphorical form. Thank you for the reminder! Much love and light to you as your journey through the year. Be well!
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