The urge to write poetry never left me; I resist its draw and
   write prose instead... (well, it resembles prose but it's really
   poetry.* I never could stand having to write structured text...
   (unless it was poetic); if I had to write in the format they use
   for Scientific Journals I think I'd.. oh, probably just do it
   because I'd be a Scientist then and have to... but anyway.
   Finding the right question; so true; so much hinges on that.*
   The way that words can combine from nearly mathematically
   precise all the way up to poetic forms tells me something
   interesting: There's* a question that nobody has asked whose
   answer might tell us everything we need. I've heard it said that
   the answers are buried within the questions that are asked, like
   unfolding a question mark and turning it into an exclamation
   mark.* (ok, I made that up, but it sounds more authoritative if
   I say "I've heard it said that" :P ) For me, I've been studying
   the awkward things; staying within the sticky, yucky bits of
   knowledge that's not quite clear and often quite confusing,
   trying to see what they have in common.