Constance and the Mind’s Eye

We fled the fields of dreams
In search of darker pastures
paths of concrete and asphalt
Broken and crumbling still pave the way.

Cities of hanging lights
lit by manufactured starlight
lightning captured and channelled
through the body of the polis.
electric tendrils
like the veins of a biosphere
springing to life

We traded rural vibrancy
for the manufactured forces
and introducing the human element
forged together
by reshaping nature into our wants and desires.

High rise sectors
channel forces of tempests
veritable wind tunnels roaring past
guardians of every shape
perched in granite
and in days long gone the burghs were named
for the old ones, patrons of their prowess.

Towering behemoth superstructures
bear the names and sigils
that evoked power and identities
which still encircle the atmosphere.

Metropolitan altars bear the fruit
of ideas born anew.
Ideas manifest into new projects,
industries and technologies
The digitization of transference
launches us into sacred spectres of avatars
and altars of Light.

And sometimes, we longed for home.
The solace of our green pastures
But resourcefulness and foresight
brought us new potential, new hopes
of what we might become.
In the cities of concrete and asphalt.


Published by: Katie Anderson

Katie Anderson is a priestess, mentor, researcher, writer, and artist. She writes essays, poetry, and fiction that intersect history, philosophy, and spirituality. Previous publications include Lilith: Dark Feminine Archetype. She is currently preparing her first book, When Above for self-publication. She lives with her husband and son in Troy, Missouri.

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