I had put down my pen and put away my paper. I thought that I was done but, when I turned 40, I realized that my voice was still there. It had only been silenced because of the things I had experienced. Now I’m back to writing.
In the Odyssey, Homer invokes the Muses, the Grecian goddesses of art and knowledge. The “Invocation Of The Muse” is one of the most famous prayer to the Muses. I’m inspired by his plea to the Muses as I start writing again.
“Invocation Of The Muse” — Homer (translated by T.E. Lawrence)
O Divine Poesy
Goddess-daughter of Zeus,
Sustain for me
This song of the various-minded man,
Who after he had plundered
The innermost citadel of hallowed Troy
Was made to stray grievously
About the coasts of men,
The sport of their customs good or bad,
While his heart
Through all the seafaring
Ached in an agony to redeem himself
And bring his company safe home.
Vain hope – for them!
For his fellows he strove in vain,
Their own witlessness cast them away;
To destroy for meat
The oxen of the most exalted sun!
Wherefore the sun-god blotted out
The day of their return.
Make the tale live for us
In all its many bearings,