this month’s horoscopes
Taurus: doe eyes
Cancer: Emotive eyes
Leo: mane of hair
Virgo: gentle features
Libra: Dimpled cheeks/ cleft chin
Scorpio: Deep, intense eyes
Sagittarius: Glowing smiles
Capricorn: Bone structure
Aquarius: handsome features
Pisces: Hypnotic eyes
Flower-muscle that slowly opens back
the anemone to another meadow-dawn,
until her womb can feel the polyphonic
light of the sonorous heavens pouring down;
muscle of an infinite acceptance,
stretched within the silent blossom-star,
at times so overpowered with abundance
that sunset’s signal for response is bare-
ly able to return your too far hurled-
back petals for the darkness to revive:
you, strength and purpose of how many worlds!
We violent ones remain a little longer,
Ah but when, in which of all our lives,
shall we at last be open and receivers?
Rainer Maria Rilke — the fifth poem of the second part of The Sonnets to Orpheus trans. Stephen Mitchell
in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, June 26, 1914
I am like the little anemone I once saw in the garden in Rome: it had opened so wide during the day that it could no longer close at night. It was terrifying to see it in the dark meadow, wide open, still taking everything in, into its calyx, which seemed as if it had been furiously torn back, with the much too vast night above it. And alongside, all its prudent sisters, each one closed around its small measure of profusion.
When soul meets soul on lovers’ lips,
High hearts are calm, and brightest eyes are dull;
So when thy shadow falls on me,
Then am I mute and still, by thee
Covered; of thy love, Orb most beautiful,
Full, oh, too full! "
And knows when to make which. "
he already knows, oh