The urge to write poetry never left me; I resist its draw and
write prose instead... (well, it resembles prose but it's really
poetry.* I never could stand having to write structured text...
(unless it was poetic); if I had to write in the format they use
for Scientific Journals I think I'd.. oh, probably just do it
because I'd be a Scientist then and have to... but anyway.
Finding the right question; so true; so much hinges on that.*
The way that words can combine from nearly mathematically
precise all the way up to poetic forms tells me something
interesting: There's* a question that nobody has asked whose
answer might tell us everything we need. I've heard it said that
the answers are buried within the questions that are asked, like
unfolding a question mark and turning it into an exclamation
mark.* (ok, I made that up, but it sounds more authoritative if
I say "I've heard it said that" :P ) For me, I've been studying
the awkward things; staying within the sticky, yucky bits of
knowledge that's not quite clear and often quite confusing,
trying to see what they have in common.
