The Outsider
Frederick Forsyth
Thoughts by Frederick Forsythe
On Being A Writer
To be honest I never intended to be a writer at all. Long periods of solitude were first a circumstance, then a preference and finally a necessity..writers are odd creatures. A writer lives half his life inside his own head. In this small space entire worlds are created and erased and probably both.
In children, day-dreaming is rebuked; in a writer it is indispensable.
The absolute need for extensive solitude and the permanent detachment from what Malraux called " the human condition" explains why a writer can never really enter in. Behind the mask a writer is always watching and observing behaviour.
Only the writer closes the door, takes the phone off the hook, draws down the blinds and withdraws into a private world alone. Man is a gregarious beast and has been since the hunter gatherers. The hermit is unusual, odd and sometimes weird.
Shadorma For Poets
he may not
amount to a lot
in your eyes
in my eyes
he is a prince,a treasure
we need more poets
The Office Poet
has a job
keeps a family
has a wife
has two kids
day dreams a lot and writes verse
anywhere he can
Sound familiar?
ReplyDeleteIndeed he does. :)
DeleteWell stated. Appreciate this.
ReplyDeleteWhat better than to have a love affair with words.
ReplyDeletePersonally I always wanted/intended to be a writer, and specifically a poet. Glad you came around to the same way of thinking!
ReplyDeletetrue, true....'he is a prince'...love this :)
ReplyDeleteWe are strange creatures - but nice ones I hope - I always find the people who try too hard aren't quite there yet - maybe it's more about the office poet..writing where and when s/he can just because they have to
ReplyDeleteI love "in my eyes, he is a prince, a treasure." Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI love this image of the poet as a hermit. Removed, and yet perhaps the best explainer of the outside world.
ReplyDeleteI love, love, love this sooooo much!!!! ❤💜
ReplyDeleteThe office poet, ( I don't work in an office) but all the same that strikes a chord. Liked this alot
ReplyDeleteNice. This helps me understand myself a little better. I love my solitude.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
ReplyDeleteHahaha Yup! Thoughts by Frederick Forsythe was a real treat to read. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI kinda fit into Shadorma For Poets... actually more like the guy in bed trying to rhyme "dog" :)
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the office poet, sounds familiar.
ReplyDeletei used to do that. when i am bored, i sneak out for a smoking break, compose some poem(s) in my head, then later put it down on paper. i don't do that now because i quit smoking. :)
Good for you.. They say the first 20 years are the hardest:)
DeleteAh, yes. Many see ourselves in your lines and in the quote above.
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