{"id":106,"date":"2001-11-11T01:57:00","date_gmt":"2001-11-11T06:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=106"},"modified":"2001-11-11T01:57:00","modified_gmt":"2001-11-11T06:57:00","slug":"106","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=106","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Where has my muse gone?  I haven&#8217;t written any even halfway decent poetry since I took that poetry course a year ago&#8230;  Hmm.  I need inspiration.  Have I run out of ideas?  Am I stuck with one mood or type of poetry that my natural selection of words and phrases caters to and that&#8217;s it?  I&#8217;m beginning to ask the questions.  Poetry used to be so easy for me&#8230;  I remember getting into a discussion about whether prose or poetry was easier; I maintained poetry was since I could just let myself go.  But lately when I take that approach it ends up sounding hackneyed and recycled.  I don&#8217;t know.<\/p>\n<p>Her words a few days ago struck a chord.  She said I&#8217;m too influenced by others; that in effect I let the opinions of others shape my life.  I can see it.  It&#8217;s difficult, though.  I asked Aaron whether her observation held any validity from his vantage point; he said it did.  He said that I will often seem to disregard my father&#8217;s advice, then later, perhaps subconsciously, implement it.  It&#8217;s so hard for me to see, though, but I am beginning to.  Today at work, for instance, I could feel myself slipping into the same pattern.  I was talking with Ed, my manager, a new believer (praise God), and I could tell I was just listening to his words on the surface, playing along, letting the conversation roll over my ears without trying to perceive the needs underneath, to be the friend that I need to be to him.  He has many, many questions, concerns, and issues, and I wouldn&#8217;t be a true friend if I didn&#8217;t try to speak to those and lift him up.  It takes more energy, yes, it&#8217;s something I&#8217;m not programmed to do, yes, but am I programmed to be the man I need to be from the get-go?  No, I don&#8217;t think so.  I feel an extraordinary kinship these days with a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thais.it\/scultura\/image\/sch00068.jpg\">series of statues<\/a> Michaelangelo <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thais.it\/scultura\/image\/sch00069.jpg\">sculpted<\/a> (bear with me).  These statues are only half-completed; half Greek hero or kingly figure or whatever they were intended to be, and half unhewn stone, rough and fresh.  I feel like the intent behind those statues, like I am trying to pull myself out of the rough stone of my past and forge the man I am to be.  The metaphor applies to the entire process, though, as it&#8217;s stone, and I can&#8217;t do it myself, not even to begin.  What does it mean to be a man?  What does that mean, in practical terms?  I thrist with every breath for ever more fragments of the answer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Where has my muse gone? I haven&#8217;t written any even halfway decent poetry since I took that poetry course a year ago&#8230; Hmm. I need inspiration. Have I run out of ideas? Am I stuck with one mood or type of poetry that my natural selection of words and phrases caters to and that&#8217;s it? [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=106"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=106"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=106"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=106"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}