Various Ways of Gauging
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The stars and planets and the moon mislead
Us. Lunar influences tend to be worst,
Irrational at best. The comets speed
And glitter, each a long-tailed ghostly burst
Past proper parts of constellation thought.
These tortured strung-out wraiths of coldness fail
To send us messages except those fraught
With ambiguity. Their forked tails flail
Away, diaphanous with solar force
Impelling like the astrological
Imaginations of a mage, each course
An oval not quite cosmological.
We left behind the Druids long ago.
Instead most guess that Darwin sways, aglow.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Jul 28, 2024 | AS, MO, SU |