14:1: “Twinned at Pasture”, by Alicia Cole

14:1: “Twinned at Pasture”, by Alicia Cole
“The Reverend John Michell calculated in 1767 that the probability of a chance alignment of so many bright stars was only 1 in 500,000, and so correctly surmised that the Pleiades and many other clusters of stars must be physically related.”

As near as the tufts on a dandelion blown
in the haze of spring, heading separate
directions; as far as the edges of Cades Cove.
My sister, there are fences

that separate us. You stand, a bull tawny
amid the purple clover, while I run the field.
I would gauge our shared constellation
for a sign, but all it tells me

is related. Our hair matches to the very root.
Our hearts reach further than the Taurean arc:
I am nestled among the Pleiades, you range
the rim of the Hyades,

neither of us touching Aldebaran.

Alicia Cole, a writer and educator, lives in Lawrenceville, GA, with a photographer and a menagerie of familiars. Her poetry appears or is forthcoming in Asimov’s, Strange Horizons, Liminality, Dark Mountain, and Lakeside Circus. Her musings on writing and life can be found at facebook.com/AliciaColewriter. She says:

My twin and I are very different human beings: she extroverted yet ranging close to home; I introverted yet adventurous.  Both born in the sign of Taurus, we have gravitated our entire lives to our mother star.  As a NASA engineer, a true rocket woman, she shines brightly.  I am warm on making my own light, peeking out bit by bit from Mother’s corona; my twin stands calmly, in a place I do not yet understand.

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