De'duke men a' sela'nna
kai` Plhï'ades, me'sai de`
nu'ktes pa'ra d' e'rxet' w' 'ra,
e'gw de mo'na kateu'dw. SapphoThere
can
be no
doubt. The big
dipper has tipped and
scattered its contents into space.
Quite
the
cosmic
happenstance.
Stars spilled and wasted.
A final-days scenario.
the
cosmic
happenstance.
Stars spilled and wasted.
A final-days scenario.
Used
to
be, you
could count on
stars remaining in
their same places, but now you can’t.
to
be, you
could count on
stars remaining in
their same places, but now you can’t.
No
fixed
stellar
assurance.
You can’t sow your fields
with any confidence these days.
I fixed
stellar
assurance.
You can’t sow your fields
with any confidence these days.
know,
right? Checked
out Taurus
to be certain. Yup.
All seven geese’ve flown the coop.
