
Questions
1. Tell me how you go about your writing?
I write poetry to learn. I write poetry to explain things to myself.
I write poetry to learn about myself, to learn about what I
believe. But most importantly, I write poetry to learn about what
I don't know. Writing poetry allows me to understand subjects I
did not know I could understand. Writing poetry is my art which
makes me feel really good when I've written something that
both teaches me and teaches someone else also. There is
always so much more to learn. And I've got so much more to
write, and learn.
2. How do you get started?
It just happens. I had written some poems before, but not many.
I was bored one day and wrote a poem, not a love poem, just a
poem. From that moment onward, I have never quit. I did not
learn how to write poems in school though. I learned on my
own. I took poetry classes, English classes, history classes,
science classes, accounting classes, economics classes, and
they all taught me a lot, but nothing teaches you how to write
except by just doing it on your own. And that is true whether it is
football or computer programming or portrait painting. You
learn it only when you want to learn it. You learn it by doing it
because you want to do it, not because you have to do it. Such
is true with everything.
3. What are your favorite conditions about writing?
There is no favorite moment to write. One writes when one is
ready. Sometimes I am confused, or frustrated, or angry, or
even hungry or extremely happy or just plain ole "feeling
goofy". Then I sit down at a blank page or computer screen.
Sometimes something someone said to me comes to mind.
Sometimes my reaction to something someone said comes to
mind. But mostly, some word is just in your mind and you write
it down. And from that one word you explore where it goes,
what sentence comes out, what phrase appears out of nowhere.
Maybe a metaphor comes alive and you ride it to the very end.
But sometimes nothing comes out, so you wait a while,
sometimes a long while. Writing requires a lot of patience.
Sometimes I can "see it" (the poem) and it is written for me, but
usually the poem just follows itself to its own destination. Some
poems have a life of their own ready to be unleashed from the
brain cells you have. Some poems activate brain cells you didn't
know you had. This actually happens the more you write. And
oh yes, that does feel good, really good, for real good.
4. Do you revise your work? How?
At first I thought nothing should be revised. But that is wrong. I
always revise what I have written. And then I revise it again.
There is always a shorter, and quicker way, to say what you
meant. The shortest explanation is the best explanation. And of
course, with the computer, always use spell check and let it
check your format. However, there are words and formats the
computer does not know, so keep a dictionary close by with
your sentence diagramming skills, and challenge the computer
if you do not agree. In fact, challenge everything, all the time.
Challenge so you can learn.
Someday I'm going back through my early writings, and revise
every one of them. Everything is subject to revision, everything
can be improved, even you and me, even though we don't want
to admit it. There is always a way to improve.
5. Do you have copies of drafts and finished pieces I
could take to school? If so, can you give me some
examples?
6. Is there anyone who reads and comments on your
work if so who?
My friends comment on my poems… sometimes. I send some
poetry, but not much really, to my friends and relatives. It is
hard to comment on someone else's work, especially a friend or
reletive, so mostly i just write. One poem is hanging in the
church lobby. I have joined a couple of online poetry sites, but
those are usually not very productive. One person at church
called my poems "intense". Actually, that is one of the best
compliments I have ever had.
Otherwise, I am my own critic. I read them, and edit them
almost weekly, and add/subtract to my web site quite often. I
still learn from what I wrote a long time ago. A good poem
stands the test of time, and can have multiple meanings. I'd like
to get others to read them, but I don't expect that to really
happen. Poetry is not really very popular. These poems are
written mainly for me, and I've learned to accept that as a fact.
But it is fun for me when others do read them. Putting them on
my website is the only publication I do.
7. How do you go about editing and proof reading?
I am a big believer in sentence structure, though poetry does
give you a lot of freedom in structure. I write what is called
"Free Verse", which means rhyming and sentence structure and
punctuation are not required. Stephen Crane and R.Buckminster
Fuller are my favorite Poets.
However, I absolutely believe everyone should know how to
diagram a sentence, for real. I really do believe in the diagram
procedure of sentences. I use the system all the time. I am very
hyper-sensitive to the proper use of the similar words (to, too,
two) and (their, there, and they're), etc.
But I am also fully open to using words in metaphors to mean
more than the original intention of the word. In fact, that is the
reason poetry is so important: the use of words to mean more
than their original meaning gives new meaning to the ways we
see to world.
But every time i read my poems, I am editing them, every time.
8. What do you usually write about?
I write about truth, justice, and the American way, at least the
way I see truth, justice and the American way. I write about
science, religion, and poetry itself. I write about my feelings as I
see and observe the world from the little bitty quantum atoms to
the vast universe expansion and the bending of space and time.
But most of all, I write about Love. It may not seem like it, but
Love is the underneath meaning of everything, even science
and hatred and war. And while every line I write does not say
Love and God, every scientific and philosophical thought
expressed is about Love, whether the scientist or philosopher
even knows it. We humans don't even agree about what Love
really is. Nor does science know how to quantify it. But Love is
like a good turkey & dressing dinner all prepared and coming to
the family festival. Love is the essence, and I hope that is what
comes out of my writings.
9. Is there anything else that you would like to tell me
about?
Be true to yourself. Write or do some kind of Art, and be free to
change your art over many times through your life. You may do
art in writing for a while, or you may paint for a while, or do
stained glass for a bit, or sing in a rock n roll band. But
computer programming has an art, architecture has art,
teaching is art, and just being good and helping other people is
an art. And you may return and do some of the other art forms
again and again. This is good. You become your own Artist. Art
is doing something beautiful emotionally. Just do your art, and
explore, because we all have art within us like a river finding
the way to the ocean. And the ocean is filled with Love. That is
how you become a true artist, you describe the order in chaos.
Have Fun
And
Never Quit Learning.
Stay gold…
And may all your fours have sevens…
…Carson's Grandpa Helt
… www.CharlesHelt.com
ORIGINAL, July 28, 1986
to Vicky:
right exactly when
i put the last piece
in this second
thousand piece
jig saw puzzle
the electricity blinked
then went off
then came on
and the light bulb in the lamp
on the table next to my chair
popped -
then popped again
and Bronco barked
and Jeremiah jumped
right up into
the middle
of the puzzle
which caused the table
to meet the floor.
luckily,
after mixing up both puzzles
they went together rather
quickly upside
down and backwards
REVISED 11/29/2011
to Mom:
right exactly when
i put the last piece
in this tenth
thousand piece
jig saw puzzle stacked on top of each other…
the electricity blinked
then went off
then came on
and the super energy efficient recyclable bulb in the lamp
on the table next to Dad's reclining chair with his remote control(s)
exploded like a volcano erupting -
then exploded again, and Baylee Screamed
and Jake barked and swished his mighty tail
and Pepper jumped with claws outstretched
right up into
the middle
of the ten jig saw puzzles
which caused the table
to shatter on the floor by the patio door.
luckily,
after mixing up all ten puzzles
they went together rather
quickly upside
down and backwards
Baylee helped me pick it all up
She said all of it was my fault; it probably was anyhow.
When's the chocolate ice cream gonna be ready anyway?
Carson Cook, my grandson, had a school assignment to ask a writer questions.
He chose to ask me. .. i am most honored, he put the four on my seven today, my birthday