When he thinks
of all
the poetry
he reads
and interviews with poets
and reviews of poetry
and biographies
of the poets
who write the poetry he reads,
(Can they all be the best of the century?)
his mind
switches
from thinking to feeling
without even thinking about
IT,
and that leads to a question:
Who does he think/feel he is even
to put pen to paper?
But he just did and
will do again and
again and
again.
bobdahl
Musings by Bob/ Blogging so I don't drive e-mail friends crazy
bobdahl 
I would say any writer worth his or her craft deals with this kind of humility – I think it’s vital, so thanks for sharing. Yet, the compulsion (is that not what it is?) to write, to share, to tackle again the wonder and defiance of words, to wrestle them into some sort of coherent message, or image, is undeniable, and with time and practice and countless starts and discards, one does acquire some confidence … without confidence, a writer would simple stop writing. Without humility, there would be no further effort to learn, refine, experiment, and yes, still discard!