No Star for Anubis

P. Sufenas Virius Lupus

He has seen the souls of stars come and go,

enriching the very substance of the universe.

 

The bright band of the Milky Way his path

where photons uncountable are herded, channeled

 

in the Celestial Nile, into Osiris’ company —

the white strip trailed by him, his linen

 

wrapping the embalmed corpse of the cosmos

in preparation for its transfiguration.

 

The luminosity of forgotten gods and heroes

gathered by him into the white-hot point

 

where there is no star, but instead a hole

through the fabric of existence’s intricate weave

 

letting the millionth part of a billionth

of the clarified radiance of that world through,

 

traveling light years numbering to times

when there was no water in the earthly Nile.

 

But it is not his star, rather that of Sothis.

The Greeks say it is Orion’s hound Sirius;

 

the Romans the bitch Maira of Erigone,

the true and loyal servants of Bacchus.

 

And though it is her power and her name upon it,

the greatest part of its brilliance lies

 

in the blur of motion caused by Anubis

as he gathers the souls of men, gods and grass.

 

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