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2007-06-04 02:05:15 · 12 answers · asked by Triathlete88 4 in Arts & Humanities Poetry

And if you do, what is it, or who is it?

2007-06-04 02:05:51 · update #1

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My muse is my inner unconscious wandering self.
In the English tradition this assumed the aspect of "wandering Muse", and in the German tradition "the Wanderer" had been the epithet applied to Wotan, a Germanic god of poetry and weather. The word acquired a new meaning consonant with the poet's consciousness of the contemporary world around him but did not at the same time lose the wealth of associations it had acquired before that time.

2007-06-11 22:48:59 · answer #1 · answered by ari-pup 7 · 0 0

I have several muses. My muses are based on what's going in the world, my boyfriend and the experiences that I have being his girlfriend. Song titles, book titles. If I see a song title I like I will write a poem using that title.

2007-06-11 14:48:02 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

There is a spirit which dwells within each poet which causes that person to see things a little differently or experience things a little more intensely. Words flow from those experiences and sights and sounds in a way which is not easy to explain.

I always say a poem is the soul bleeding onto the paper.

2007-06-04 02:35:49 · answer #3 · answered by goldkeyrealty 2 · 2 0

She is mine....

Erato
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Erato with Eros by Simon VouetIn Greek mythology Erato is one of the Greek Muses. The name would mean "lovely" if derived from Eros, as Apollonius of Rhodes playfully suggested in the invocation to Erato that begins Book III of his Argonautica. Erato was named with the other muses in Hesiod's Theogony. She was invoked at the beginning of a lost poem, Rhadine, that was referred to and briefly quoted by Strabo[1]. The love story of Rhadine made her supposed tomb on the island of Samos a pilgrimage site for star-crossed lovers in the time of Pausanias[2] and Erato was linked again with love in Plato's Phaedrus[3]; nevertheless, even in the third century BCE, when Apollonius wrote, the Muses were not yet as inextricably linked to specific types of poetry as they became[4].

Erato is the Muse of lyric poetry, especially love and erotic poetry. In the Orphic hymn to the Muses, it is Erato who charms the sight. Since the Renaissance she is often shown with a wreath of myrtle and roses, holding a lyre, or a small kithara, a musical instrument that Apollo or she herself invented. In Simon Vouet's representations (illustration), two turtle-doves are eating seeds at her feet. Other representations may show her holding a golden arrow, reminding one of the "eros", the feeling that she inspires in everybody, and at times she is accompanied by the god Eros, holding a torch.

With Arcas she had one son: Azan.[citation needed]

Further information: Erato (dryad)

2007-06-06 16:23:56 · answer #4 · answered by margot 5 · 0 0

I think all writers have a muse. Mine is my wife. We've been married 26 years and the wierd thing is and I know it sounds trite, but I love her more every day. I could not imagine my life without her.

2007-06-04 07:31:44 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

My muse differs all the time. It is often the emotions that I see in others that guides my pen on the paper, not always my own feelings; even though it is always my voice.

2007-06-11 19:04:25 · answer #6 · answered by minnytink 2 · 0 0

A girl who lives 3000 mies away...
Were are in love...and will never be together...

A sigh,
a laugh,
one single tear.
A thought,
a vision,
an unwhispered fear.
All causes great
and small within rhyme.
Healing hearts cleft in twain,
by distance and time.
All these and more,
kept in a small wooden box
Holding candles of green,
with untarnished locks.
Weathering alone,
through dark skies and bright sun.
Faint echoes remain,
in the midst of undone.
Like mirages unearthed,
while time slips away.
Or a stillness of birth,
on the emptiest day.

©A.Byers2007

2007-06-04 04:49:15 · answer #7 · answered by infrared156 1 · 0 0

yes,my own tears n sadness,joy n hapiness,n that of those around me.a cloudy,windy,rainy night or the sweet smell of a flower.an emotion i see in one eye and the indifference i see in another.the love i feel or others feel and the countless sacrifices.a song,a poem,a word or a movie.a smile or a tear.a baby,a successful man,a dying man.

i feel true muses are infinite,you just need to feel them deep inside.

2007-06-04 04:03:12 · answer #8 · answered by NATALIE 3 · 0 0

Hmm...toughy. I often combine my feelings towards humanity and incorporated that into nature. Giving the weather personification of some sort. But lately I get inspired by other poems. ^ - ^

2007-06-04 03:01:16 · answer #9 · answered by The REAL White Rabbit 1 · 0 0

The hidden meanings of every little object, situation, or thought. The world is one big metaphor that represents something so abstract and impossible to comprehend, it's such a beautiful and mysterious thing.
It makes me want to take everything in life and uncover its true meaning. I love symbolism and symbolic writing, that's my muse.

Good question, best wishes.
(i like this guy's answer below me, very true.)

2007-06-04 02:13:14 · answer #10 · answered by yvkujhbkuyb 3 · 1 1

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