On Poetics

After some reflection, I have to conclude that not every exciting experience that occurs to us is suitable for poetic treatment. Some things are just beyond words to describe. I don't look at the process of writing very romantically, more so in the utilitarian sense. What right do I have to take the reader's time? some writer asked that of his own work. In the 90s I recall learning about 'switching off the inner editor' because we were supposed to break through religious conditioning into our authentic voices and so on. But since the occurrence of certain events which shall remain unpublicized, I switch the editor on more than I once did. Consequently I seem to get very little done, but I'm not displeased with myself.