found poem in phone conversation. or:

Real talk from my Granny about writing. I’ll let her do the talking here:

Poetry has a way coming directly from your heart. And it helps you with your day to day. I just love it. That’s what it does, it comes from the heart.

[There’s] a poem I wrote a poem about being in the womb before you’re born and being in love. Can’t remember it, but I asked the question: ‘do you still love me? do you still love me.’ [It was] definitely coming from my heart. and I wrote it. That was on my mind that day. That’s where poetry come from. That’s what makes it so beautiful.
The most beautiful poem I’ve ever read is Thanatopsis. Most people quote the ending, but if you take the time and start at the beginning of the poem, then the summation at the end of the poem, then you live:

[she quotes the poem from memory]

To him who in the love of Nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A various language; for his gayer hours
She has a voice of gladness, and a smile
And eloquence of beauty, and she glides

You won’t go kicking, screaming. You lay down and go sleep. i can’t think of a more peaceful thought of death than that. If you live the right way. every time I go over it I find something new… I’m saying all of this to say, poetry comes from your heart. Poetry is the thing.
I just love it. I just love it.
Just think on it. Just think on these things.