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.


All poetry and supplementary material: copyright 2022 by Joshua Alan Sturgill. All rights reserved.

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