terça-feira, novembro 12, 2013

so you want to be a writer

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you/ in spite of everything,/ don’t do it./ unless it comes unasked out of your/ heart and your mind and your mouth/ and your gut,/ don’t do it./ if you have to sit for hours/ staring at your computer screen/ or hunched over your/ typewriter/ searching for words,/ don’t do it./ if you’re doing it for money or/ fame,-/ don’t do it./ if you’re doing it because you want/ women in your bed,/ don’t do it./ if you have to sit there and/ rewrite it again and again,/ don’t do it./ if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,/ don’t do it./ if you’re trying to write like somebody else,/ forget about it./ if you have to wait for it to roar out of/ you,/ then wait patiently./ if it never does roar out of you,/ do something else./ if you first have to read it to your wife/ or your girlfriend or your boyfriend/ or your parents or to anybody at all,/ you’re not ready./ don’t be like so many writers,/ don’t be like so many thousands of people who call themselves writers,/ don’t be dull and boring and pretentious, /don’t be consumed with self-love./ the libraries of the world have yawned themselves to sleep over your kind./ don’t add to that./ don’t do it./ unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket,/ unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder,/ don’t do it./ unless the sun inside you is burning your gut,/ don’t do it./ when it is truly time,/ and if you have been chosen,/ it will do it by/ itself and it will keep on doing it/ until you die or it dies in you./ there is no other way./ and there never was. Charles Bukowski

3 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Fantástico. Não estava nada à espera que fosse ele.

Sr Joao disse...

Tem poemas crus, intensos.

Anónimo disse...

Sim, mas é também muito exato ao mesmo tempo. Ele está a dizer que sem inspiração não vale a pena escrever e se bem que pareça uma verdade simples, acho que muitos escritores não se sentem inspirados quando escrevem.