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Another Idea I don’t go for all this muse stuff. Occasionally I get inspiration that leads to the production of some writing but I’ve never detected the influence of some weird and shadowy Greek lady in the business. Although I do admit that my first schoolboy crush was on a Greek lass by the name of Zoe. Totally out of my league, of course, and she never gave me any ideas for writing. More often, inspiration seems to come from thoughts that bend away from the usual paths, finding routes of their own and winding up in unexpected and unusual conclusions that demand to be written. There’s always a thought process involved and, if I’m quick, I can trace the evolution of the idea back along its track to its origin. So far, I’ve seen no Greek ladies. After a couple of dry months, last night I had inspiration for a poem. Got up this morning and wrote like my life depended on it - you don’t allow inspiration to hang around waiting or it’ll clear off into the great forgetory of life. It’s quite long, being 66 lines in all and, of course, it’s my favourite of the moment. That could even last until the next inspiration comes along. Anyway, it’s had no readers as yet so, if you’ve a few minutes to spare, have a read and, if time still hangs heavy on your typing fingers, tell me what you think. Here’s where you’ll find it:
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