Celestial Nighthawk
Hey world! Recently I was closing my curtains quite late and I glimpsed a particularly bright constellation, the only constellation that I really know and recognise in the night sky: Orion. Ever since I was little I have always looked for him on a starry night. No matter where I have been, I always find his belt which is easy enough because they are three in a row. I find it comforting when I can look up and see him anywhere in the world, he is like my celestial guardian. There are several different stories of Orion the hunter. My favourite one is perhaps the most sanitised version as there are several myths about Orion being a rapist. However, I am willing to overlook this for the purposes of poetry. There is, after all, not just one story. It is open to interpretation. Artemis, the goddess of hunting, fell in love with the hunter and, to stop her from giving up her vows of chastity, her brother Apollo dared her to hit a small target in the distance with her b...