the feeling of waiting

When I do not write poems a long period of time, I have the feeling of waiting. It is not, though, that kind of waiting I wish, because I know that if poetry lets itself to be carried away by this wave, it “gains” nuances of cliché, sentimentalist and common. What I have to do is to try to forget that I have to write, to try to live all the states having the appearance of poetry only for themselves, simply as if they were just life happenings. The poetical text is something that can be reached on sinuous, marginal, hidden ways. I would say that the written poem builds itself rather by the rejection of the states that precede it, by ignoring the poetic states. This happens because the poem is not the expression of the author’s poetical states, as wrongly they say in school, but the written version of the poem merely anticipated, the written version of an awaiting intentionally repressed, as Freud should have said.