When modern writers gave up telling stories, they gave up the greatest thing we had.
I sometimes talk about the making of a poem within the poem.
I am not at all clear what free verse is anymore. That's one of the things you learn not to know.
A chronicle is very different from history proper.
Mostly the thought and the verse come inseparably. In my poem Poetics, it's as close as I come to telling how I do it.
The only way out is the way through, just as you cannot escape death except by dying. Being unable to write, you must examine in writing this being unable, which becomes for the present -henceforth?- the subject to which you are condemned.