Tales Of Brave Ulysses
Artists (astrologers never lie) are birthed when Venus is rising - not against cat's whelp (eye of newt, tongue of frog) calamitous mist or London fog; far, ferny forbidding fenn. When Venus rises, yes dons Botticelli's cloak or was it her hair gathered in tresses long by lovely handfuls parading it all on a patty shell - her twin oysters ambrosia a Ulyssean mirroring winedark sea, purpling color of a robin's egg. Artists are born in something of Venus . . . conceived along coral-corral highway lariats, foam of passion modern cowgirl lowering the drapes.
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