{"id":3390,"date":"2008-12-10T04:39:27","date_gmt":"2008-12-10T04:39:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=3390"},"modified":"2016-12-10T05:01:35","modified_gmt":"2016-12-10T05:01:35","slug":"born-of-loneliness-are-the-arts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/born-of-loneliness-are-the-arts\/","title":{"rendered":"Born of Loneliness Are the Arts"},"content":{"rendered":"<address>I read a quotation that said &#8220;creativity is born of loneliness&#8221;, and while in times of dark moods indeed creativity can be a release&#8230; it is not the only time of creativity. For me, creativity is a celebration of life&#8230; a day gone by without a verse written is a bad one for me. Maybe I am crazy&#8230; ?<\/address>\n<p>Born of loneliness are the arts&#8230;<br \/>\nSpewing forth from depressed minds,<br \/>\nWho, from solitude of isolation&#8230;<br \/>\nInspiration they can find&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>So it is said: I say is not so&#8230;<br \/>\nFor I love to life life&#8230;<br \/>\nFind inspiration through life joys<br \/>\nAs much as from its strife&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And in the solitude of slumbers<br \/>\nJust before I go to sleep&#8230;<br \/>\nIdeas formulate in my mind&#8230;<br \/>\nMany are lost.. a few I keep&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And upon the mornings waking&#8230;<br \/>\nI find paper, and then,<br \/>\nMy thoughts and dreams in verse<br \/>\nI commit to paper with my pen.<\/p>\n<p>Tis true the lonely can use the arts<br \/>\nAs a way to null their pain,<br \/>\nAnd we, who are the receivers,<br \/>\nKnow not the agony&#8217;s behind our gain&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>To say all artists are lonely is not true,<br \/>\nTo say their blessed is true indeed,<br \/>\nWhether lonely or enjoying life&#8230;<br \/>\nTo create is the artist need!&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I read a quotation that said &#8220;creativity is born of loneliness&#8221;, and while in times of dark moods indeed creativity can be a release&#8230; it is not the only time of creativity. For me, creativity is a celebration of life&#8230; a day gone by without a verse written is a &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[608,3370],"tags":[3348,3383,3380,3384,3379,3381,3382],"class_list":["post-3390","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bibliography","category-world-poets-quarterly","tag-arts","tag-born-of-loneliness-are-the-arts","tag-creativity","tag-loneliness","tag-lonliness","tag-the-well-of-creativity","tag-wold-poets-quarterly","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-SG","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4751,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/born-of-lonliness-are-the-arts\/","url_meta":{"origin":3390,"position":0},"title":"Born of Lonliness are the Arts","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"14th September 2008","format":false,"excerpt":"Born of loneliness are the arts... Spewing forth from depressed minds, Who, from solitude of isolation... Inspiration they can find... So it is said: I say is not so... For I love to life life... Find inspiration through life joys As much as from its strife... 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It never ceases to amaze me to see my name in\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Bibliography&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Bibliography","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/bibliography\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Haiku of Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh published in the World Poets Quarterly","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2014-02-06-12.46.21.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2014-02-06-12.46.21.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2014-02-06-12.46.21.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2014-02-06-12.46.21.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2014-02-06-12.46.21.jpg?resize=1050%2C600 3x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2014-02-06-12.46.21.jpg?resize=1400%2C800 4x"},"classes":[]},{"id":4000,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-famine-cross\/","url_meta":{"origin":3390,"position":2},"title":"The Famine Cross","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th September 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"At the back of St Josephs Hospital in Longford, there is the local famine graveyard. 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