Beginning with the Pleiades

Like white pepper thrown against the night
there are six, not seven sisters—
and Orion’s dog looks nothing like a dog.

Not to sour on the Greeks,
but if they had not suborned the distant suns
into a Zodiac, would our imagination
so founder in Hubble’s brilliant riot
that no stick men could be drawn?

Sure the stars were kidnapped
but what artist among us
could top a darkness
woven with bright gods?

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