Two (not mutual exclusive). (1) Whatever it takes for inspiration. (2) Whatever it takes to create a writing discipline. Candles, do no harm. Neither the cat. Neither a cafe. Nor a museum.
Hunger is a personal ritual to cooking. As is the desire to feed people. Cooking inspires poems; I know this personally.
Stirrup 5
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for a message torn apart
rimple the tide
and begat
the fridge, that
is the dimple
and the ballyhooter
finds its wind,
not sopped,
but pater-oblong
the cages liken their
treefolds, so we
doesn't, can't do
any better dives