Many stories are lost in the old Hebrew Bible—
the love affairs between the heroes and the stars.
Eve and Betelgeuse, for starters, begat
the ancient race of artisans today
represented by arc welders, while Adam
made love for a whole year to cold river mud only.
Solomon and the Pleiades, too, in secret
abandon revolved an adventure now dim
with its dawning. Their fire
notoriously reduced the king to ashy
humility and he left his gaudy harem
to live with these sisters on a wind-swept hillside
alone. And Judith adored Antares' perfect roundness,
his splendid independence peering through
the rent in her canvas roof. What solace
they gave each other in their old age! But Samson,
whose shorn apotheosis in the crashing temple
is all our fallen scripture records,
blind Samson had a second ending
in Sirius' glory, washed quite clean,
disarmed, unstrung, refulgent, up
till late on the blue-white heat of her faithful breast.
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