The Birth of Your Art

What’s your artistic poison? I’m addicted to words. If I could have married them, I would have been Mrs. Letters for years. My affair with fiction was inspired by Gabriel García Márquez’s “A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings” and “The Decapitated Chicken”, by Horacio Quiroga. I read those short stories and I knew I would never be able to live without words and tales and books… and people who find joy in the same.

My poetry love came much later. I found it within the pages of Pablo Neruda’s Memoirs. Through his words, my Muse was convinced that poetry was more than the rhyming monster I had feared for so many years.

Pain and frustration also made me want to write stories and poems. Fiction touches life in ways reality can only dream of; and poetry digs just as deep, with fewer words.

So I fell in love with storytelling and poetry through the works of three writers, what inspired your art in the beginning? Base your first NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015 poem on the first work of art (written, sculpted, cooked, grown in your yard…) that inspired your creative addiction.

Please leave a link to your poem, as a comment. Include the title of your entry and the direct link of your post, for example: “The Birth of Your Art”: Then go ahead and visit other Wicked Darling poets.

A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings


40 thoughts on “The Birth of Your Art”

  1. I don’t know when I learned how to print and how to spell, but my father would have been the one to teach me. I know I began writing stories when I was 5, but I don’t remember when I wrote my first poem. It all just flowed out of me when I was young, and sometime in the last year or so, it stopped.
    I can’t even think of anything for napowrimo. Sad, but I am sure it will come back some day.

    • I started reading very early, but writing stories and poems was a different story. It might be the reason why I still remember, I was a grown woman.

      So many people are submitting wonderfully inspiring things, and inspiration tends to be contagious. I suspect you’ll be writing poetry… soon. ♥

    • If we don’t include the title, then most people would only post the URL. After a while, the powers that be might start believing that the URL’s are spam (it happened before) and start sending them to oblivion… It’s really dark in there. I rarely visit.

      Off to read your post. 😀

  2. I love this writing event, and one of these years I’m going to participate. I may do the challenges on my own just to get my writing juices flowing again.
    My mother and father taught me to read, and it was a struggle for me, though I learned early. Once I got the hang of it though, I devoured every book I could find. I wrote risqué adventure stories in the first person when I was obsessed with Jack Higgins novels during my 10th and 11th year. (I wanted so badly to be kissed roughly in a closet while international spies plotted outside.) I adored Poe. I wanted to be Mrs Poe. For my 12th birthday I got the complete works of William Shakespeare in beautiful green and gold hard bound…and was delighted. Words are my friends, lovers, family, and passport to other worlds. It’s time I took them off the shelf, and let them back into the light of day.

    • I suspect that this will be my first and last time doing it like this. I don’t enjoy posting every single day–I feel like it leaves people missing too much because it is almost impossible to keep up. Next year, I will do it unofficially… perhaps a post every other day, or every three days.

      You wanted to marry Poe, too!

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