I’ve found over the years that lack of sleep is not conducive to writing: either wanting to or working effectively. So at the moment, I’m staring at pages wondering if I can have a nap at 4 am.  Similarly it puts the kybosh on ideas…my mind is currently a blank page …. I do think to negotiate poetry  both reading and  writing it,  ones  mind has to be absolutely at its sharpest as opposed to the blunt instrument  that  currently is the state of my poor brain.