I ran across this chraming poem by Butler Brannan in an old magazine on Google Books. Oringinally published in 1901, it compares creativity to a factory. The brilliant bit is that it acknowledges that we don't always control what the final product of that factory will be. I think we've all had days when our heads produced nothing but hair.
My head is like a factory,
the windows are my eyes;
The Furnace is my mouth, - you see
I feed it meats or pies.
And when its Hunger I appease
My Head will do its share,
Sometimes producing Rhymes like these
And sometimes only Hair.
do you have anything else to read by B. Brannan?
Posted by: online jobs | March 23, 2011 at 03:37 AM
Nice piece of poetry and an interesting comparison.
Posted by: Malik | July 15, 2011 at 01:27 PM
That's a nice little poem. What were you searching for when you discovered it?
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Posted by: CORTEZLESLEY | November 29, 2011 at 12:01 AM
Nice analogy. But I believe we can always find a way to lure creativity and get over the creative block. Nice blog. Bookmarked!
Posted by: Henrique Fogli | January 04, 2012 at 11:20 AM
Mindmapping is a powerful way to be creative. You can flow your ideas out. I do this online with a very easy tool http://www.scatterbrain.nl, you don't need an account to try it out
Posted by: Marilyn | February 04, 2012 at 09:38 AM