Horoscope, Nov 4, 2011
have something in common with the Japanese
goddess Okame. When the sun went into hiding
the world went dark, it was Okame’s wild
that brought back the light. Your
exuberance will save the day”.
astrologer Holiday Mathis
question that long gripped
cranium like a shining scarab
answered: Okame is my muse.
thought my muse was a moth
Flailing against the stained glass
church. Another time I was sure
a yellow leaf in the wind.
no, it’s Okame, who charmed
sun with her bare shoulders
dance that shimmered
Beneath a gossamer gown
woven cherry blossoms.
Okame—I will lacerate my chest
tattoo of your smiling face
lavender ink of your lips
into my blood bringing a gift
goddess can give—
complete disrobing of my heart.
Dennis Trujillo is a high school math teacher who happens to
love poetry. He began submitting poems for publication just one
year ago, and his poems have appeared in The Storyteller, Wild
Goose Poetry Review, and Eye on Life. Although his math
background is perhaps a bit unusual for a poet, he takes
inspiration from Borges's edict that poetry is a combination of
fire and algebra.