I’m a policy analyst, one who probes and, eventually, reaches a conclusion. In complete contrast, I’m also a poet, one who attends to the moment.
I aspire to an intimacy of language, but when I write prose, even as I’m doing now, the analytical urge is strong.
I’ve changed pens from a V5 TecPoint to a Parker Jotter, from black ink to blue. The Jotter writes faster, is less forensic. Blue is less self-assured, more exploratory.
But I have to own, my writing skills are not as reliable as I’d thought.