Muses of the Spheres

“Hail, O Geometer! Flowering / beauty grows, his good / looks are mirrored in / the eyes of all / around him, shields bent / to let in heaven’s / reflection…”

Medea (Deus Ex Machina)

“Whatever’s said in this room stays / sacred, refuses to change its take, / won’t be taken the way pictures / words paint bleed vivid drip, spill secrets…”

Sabrina Saturnalia

“Easy promises weakening knees, / Venus in her need to be seen means / each weekend she feeds on fiends not one / compromise can keep from eating…”