When the moon is in Mars & the sun is in Saturn,
Long after the towers of Gemini have fallen & the mood set for the mad trumpeter to play to his ruin.
After Bacon’s dream is pushed to the edge of nightmare and Kings dream has been rendered close to peril,
400 seasons thus will the false heirs of Romulus & Remus be vexed, the zealots of Hakenkruez flag laying in tatters,
Venus then eclipsed, with aurum et ferro both Moor & Mongol shall meet at the Rhine.
About this poem:
For anyone who has ever read a translation of Michel de Nostredame bka Nostradamus’s prophecies the influence of his quatrains is evident. This is a poem I’ve had running around in my head for years. I didn’t receive this poems subject matter while in a prophetic trance as Nostradamus received his quatrains but I will say I feel it is a prophecy of sorts. The way prophecy plays out can be varied and in many cases is subject to the interpretation of those effected (or not effected) by prophecy. I’m interested in seeing what readers think this “poetic prophecy” is alluding to.