Improvements

Copernicus
Created fuss
In honing the complex
Into simplicities.
“I stand, ” he said,
“In the center of the sun,
Thereby exiling
All eccentricities.”
Twirling worlds
No longer pirouette
In inertial etiquette,
In Ptolemaic arabesque
Which, though decorative
To some, pejorative
In excess, grotesque.
So, the Sun, now king,
Central to our solar thing,
Has tidied up
Orbit rococo.
Although obscure
And less pure,
The older view
Had charm and grace.
Mars no longer
Rides his epicycle
Through space.

by Jan Sand

Comments (4)

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Phillis Wheatley, So much is the splendor and workings of our God. Hymn to the evening was lovely and descriptive and brought a wonderful spirit of rejoicing to my heart. thank you so much for reminding me of how intricated His ways really are. I liked the line, So may our breasts with every virtue glow., the living temples of our God below.PS Also incredible Old English. Loved it! ...........................................Blessings to you............................Kathy
a calming piece...beautifully written for a woman in her times