All Poets Are Idlers, Even If All

Faffing Of Course Does Not Fit The Programme. We Are Supposed To Be Busy, Productive Citizens.

Indolence Of Course Is An Absolutely Crucial Part Of The Creative Process: You Do Not Find Poets Sitting In Rows In Cavernous Word Factories, Staring At Screens. They Are Rather To Be Found Lolling On The Sofa Or Strolling Through The Groves, Nursing Their Melancholic Temperaments And Losing Themselves In Extended Reveries.

A Conclusion I’ve Come To At The Idler Is That It Starts With Retreating From Work But It’s Really About Making Work Into Something That Isn’t Drudgery And Slavery, And Then Work And Life Can Become One Thing.

What I've Found In Working Less Is You Start To Get A Bit More Involved In The More Real Politics, Which Is Local Politics That Affect What's Going On In Your Own Community.

I Suddenly Realised, Hey, I'm Not A Lazy Idiot, I'm An Idler! It's Something To Aspire To, It's Part Of The Creative Process! That's Fantastic!