The Ancient Modern
Informed / Joshua Alan Sturgill
The horoscope devotee
gazes intently
away from the sky
into her newspaper. And from
the other side of Taurus
an advertisement bleeds backward;
obituaries can be read
in retrogression
behind the Water Bearer
—temporal events
staining the principle of time.
The horoscope devotee
does not know the precession
of the heavens, or that
in Libra, the sun now sets
in Virgo. She can’t consider
why her clock never chimes
for local noon. Each day
ends in a glory excluded
from her bright, shuttered room
where lab-grown crystals
adorn the lamps and the walls.
Tomorrow, dawn
will beckon again in silent majesty.
But the horoscope devotee
requires an electric alarm.