THE CONSTELLATIONS

So Zeus immortalized his BFFs —
throwing handfuls of diamonds across
the black velvet cloth of night.

Castor and Pollux — two brothers, one
murdered, one alive — now the twinned
corpus — Gemini.

Mega-mammals, Taurus and Ursa
Major — one a philandering Zeus
and the second his lover,
transformed by righteous Hera —
both walk Autumn skies.

Pegasus, sprung from Medusa’s
slain body — now Poseidon’s steed
Orion, the Heaven’s hunter,
and sea God’s son.

Stories all — that warm November
nights.

Surrounded by patterns — but
do we see?

Last January the Virgin Mary waved
hello from my pre-bed-time cocoa.

Or perhaps it’s just apophenia —
“The tendency to perceive
a connection or meaningful pattern
between unrelated or random things
(such as objects or ideas).”
— Merriam Webster Dictionary 2022

Gary D. Grossman
Medusa’s Kitchen, 10–18–23