how lately I complained that I seemed to have lost all ideas and was not
writing. But my fate has changed. My muse is with me again and
I have written several pieces this month. In other words, my eyes that see, ears that hear
and brain that ferments are all back as though my muse had never left me.
In Greek mythology, muses were goddesses each
assigned a specific artistic sphere: Kalliope, epic
poetry; Kleio, history; Ourania, astronomy; Thaleia, comedy; Melpomene,
tragedy; Polyhymnia, religious hymns; Erato, erotic poetry; Euterpe, lyric
poetry; and Terpsikhore, choral song and dance.
don’t know which one of them has been taking care of my writing but I know for
sure when she is or is not around. When she is there, thoughts are like
torrents rushing out to be managed but when she is away, I can hardly squeeze a
line! I don’t know what makes her stay and what drives her away! Maybe my
drowsy eyes and dried-up complexion caused by sleep deficit are too unsightly!
Or my senses are too numb to feel her presence! Experience tells me if I have
enough sleep and am in a peaceful state of mind, she will pamper me and ideas