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Noon. I can connect nothing with nothing. Perhaps even chaos is cause for celebration. And perhaps the astrologers are right when they chart one disaster, one propitious night, one happenstance of glory to the next so they accrue like an

Noon. I can connect nothing with nothing.

Perhaps even chaos is cause for celebration.

And perhaps the astrologers are right when they chart

one disaster, one propitious night, one happenstance

of glory to the next so they accrue like an alphabet

in the primer of each person's life. I read my horoscope

each day, searching for the solitary clue, the sign

signalling my journey's halt, when I might look up

at last into the stars, connect-the-dots——see, at once,

the bright Virgin standing steadfastly like a silver ship

docked among the midnight swarms, her left hand beckoning to me, as if nothing floats between us but the world.


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