Writing (after a very long time) the most recent verses has led me to realize the following conclusions.
Writing in verse demands a certain metric for its correct writing or more precisely, for a correct reading. And I am not referring to a metric of verse, I could not even consider the so-called free verse to be a verse as such, this liberation of ties (perhaps Walt Whitman’s inversion) would suppose for some the degeneration of the writing of poems. Nothing could be further from the truth. Now that I have returned to writing, I have clearly noticed that the musicality and sonorous length of each word must be respected, a kind of inner self that is not measurable but rather sensitive. In this way, listening to the phonetic values of the words, we return to exalt more deeply the poetic creation and, therefore, our work as poets.
This conclusion is very recent and enlightening for me. The writing of sonorously conceived verse we do not do it for us as writers, we do it to consider the moment in which they are going to be read. It is, therefore, a consideration for the reader himself and not so much for us and the first and incomparable moment of writing. There is therefore the intrinsic and sincere purpose of this true communication with the one who ends up doing our work: the reader.