Macrocosm Memoir
Limerick
Interpreting the cosmos, finding meaning in the stars.
Is Mercury in retrograde- where the heck is Mars?
Do the mysteries of the universe affect the way we feel?
Can a full moon in Aquarius really be that big a deal?
Is our totality truly written in the macrocosm memoir?
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night– I’m humbly one of the many vessels they use to come to life.
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HORACE: Ode 1.xi Do not seek to learn, nefarious knowing, what end To me or to thee the gods shall give--dear Leuconoee--nor trust in Babylonian horoscopes As is best: whatever comes, to endure it, Whether Jove grants many winters, or has bequeathed us our last, Whose winter's gales through the Tyrrhenian sea Erode the stalwart rocks. Act in wisdom, strain well your wine, and enclose within but little space your long hopes. Seize the day, as little as possible credulous in the morrow.
Oooh! As an astrologer, I adore this.
It's fascinating to consider how the movements of celestial bodies might influence our experiences and emotions. Keep exploring the mysteries of the universe through your writing!💗💖💝
My favourite limerick so far from the ones I have read. Love it!! 👏