It has nothing to do with writing poetry; it has everything to do with living it. The method: empty pockets. Comfortable clothes and shoes. No watch. No time limit. No destination. Leave the house, keep hands in pockets, go where I haven’t gone before, walk slowly.
Vacations to far, distant lands be damned – when I get into Poet Time, 2 hours of slow, silent walking turn into a delectable vacation.