I sometimes talk about the making of a poem within the poem.

We think about sex obsessively except during the act, when our minds tend to wander.

I've thought of the last line of some poems for years and tried them out, It wouldn't work because the last line was much too beautiful for the poem.

A teacher is a person who never says anything once.

I would talk in iambic pentameter if it were easier.

Obvious enough that generalities work to protect the mind from the great outdoors; is it possible that this was in fact their first purpose?

A lot happens by accident in poetry.