I can’t write poetry on a computer. All my poetry is written in a notebook, in my weird combination of cursive/print, with a black inkpen. It’s the only way it flows, and the key to unlocking whatever door it hides behind.
Most of it finds the screen exactly as it came out, though occasionally will undergo slight edits in the translation… I’ll realize my rhythm was off a little, or this word is better than that one.
Poetry is my thoughts as I have them.