Physics, Chemistry, Biology Philosophy, Psychology Enzymology, Neurology coming together in three pounds fascinates me no end… I don’t look out, though nature is always around somewhere on the outskirts, concrete structures surround but restrict, more than expand I wonder what my dog thinks before giving so much tirelessly, selflessly or the sly cat who loves me, but protects her own interest Humans, of course …. the complex machines I’m still developing science and engineering to make sense of all that I see, feel and hear It is the brain that will remain my muse today and forever… trapped inside the cranium reaching planetariums
Poetics: Who’s your Muse?


I can see that about you, Reena. You’re the epitomy of brainiac 🙂
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I love the compliment 😊 Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re very welcome, my friend.
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profound!
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Thank you!
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Nicely said. It is a gift to let the muse roam free to explore life and all it encompasses.
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Thank you, Patricia!
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How wonderfully creative to use that most critical muse of them all!!!!!
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Thank you, Helen!
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A really interesting take on the prompt, Reena: there’s so much to discover within, and yet so many of us only look outwards…
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Thanks, Ingrid! Gratitude!
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Beautifully said Reena. The brain is the muse.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome
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Eid Mubarak to you and your family!
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Thank you so much Reena. ❤️😍
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Thanks!
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You as well, for great postings/ poems. xx
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