The Poetry of
Jack Scott

Arcane Astrology

You hang a heavy sign
around my neck
in your arcane astrology.
You care more
for the minute
of my birth,
than for the year.
You act as if my clock
had stopped
in the forest
while plotting
my specific tree.
You seem to signify
each sign as it appears
as if I had no year,
but only minutes
of the planetary meeting.


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