On Finding Castor and Pollux

Funny how years ago, for my innocent eyes and my unconscious mind, stars are just pinpricks of light decorating the night sky.

Metaphors and the Midnight Sky

I cannot sleep. I'm thinking of writing a poem but I don't know how to write a decent one. A friend told me a few hours ago to be mindful of enjambments and breathe. That I need to know the science of metaphors that I will use. And that just because they are good to… Continue reading Metaphors and the Midnight Sky