Horoscope–Poem by Miriam Sagan


tiny planets fell into the flower pot

the house I was born in appeared in my dreams

the astrologer said my chart showed sensuality—then he kissed me

the caller was anonymous but I was expecting the ant guy

it was raining inside the house

tiny planets rose on my fingernails

the guy was to get rid of ants, not deliver them

it was snowing in the house of money, coffee, and grief

the palm reader said I had a vitamin deficiency

my father said I’d never get into a good college

tiny planets fell like raw sugar into my orange pekoe tea

my friends crossed from the house of reminiscence into the house of regret

ants carried away the tiny planets

and brought one perfect
turquoise bead
to the surface
of the earth

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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