Jody Azzouni


How it might have gone

First published in Potpourri 11:2, 1999
Added 1/17/2021
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How it might have gone

Poem | Jody's Notes


Newton casts horoscopes,

juggles numbers from Deuteronomy,

dabbles in lead (and mercury).

And that's hardly the whole

of it. Flamsteed, royal

astronomer (gloved hand on astrosphere),

keeps his eyebrows in place: each


point an eye? he asks. "No, no, those

are mere abstractions." (Oh right.)

"Space itself (everywhere), God's

sensorium": epidermis in 3-D.


Flamsteed laughs ("Flamsteed," by the way,

does not appear in the third edition).