Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to.
— Jim Jarmusch [MovieMaker Magazine #53 - Winter, January 22, 2004 ]

I am not a poet.  The only tools I own are a love of good, strong words and the writing of other poets; therefore, my 'poems' are mimicry at best.  Still, I have found the attempt satisfying, and maybe you might feel encouraged to try, too.

Poetry: posts from the archive