What inspires people to write poems? Nature, life experience, paintings, literature? And do poems ever say anything new? Does it matter? Is it sufficient to be reminded?
Being a painfully private person, I feel more at ease writing about wildlife than people. I suppose it's the anonymity of it. It's a vehicle I can sometimes use to allude to the human experience without betraying confidentiality. I also find that walking in wild places helps my thinking - probably a combination of feeling relaxed and enjoying improved blood circulation to my brain.
That said, it doesn't always work. Earlier this week I spotted a peregrine resting on a bolder at the tide line (Allonby Bay). I'm still waiting for the poem to lift....
I'd love to know what everyone else thinks. Feel free to add a comment.
Above is a wheatear (this one photographed by Rick Spencer). I was pleased to spot some of those at Allonby too, along with linnet, whitethroat, merlin and ringed plover. I'm also pretty sure I saw a few first year kittiwakes alongside the expected gulls.