NaPoWriMo #27

Saturday, April 28, 2018


“As the last card in a spread, Judgment would mean a good ending of the Seeker’s troubles through more spiritual application to his problems.”

It’s hard being a poet, all the tarot work 
and earthly limitations.  Keeping your empathy
close to the skin, as a poet friend might say.  It’s 
only right that poets should be a little in love with
each other if they like each other’s work, can see 
the other person paying attention to the world,  
trying hard to be a human.  At night I can’t sleep 
and I do a quick reading—six-card divination—
that ends in Judgment.  The bare blue bodies of 
the rising dead in the Rider Waite deck are a sight 
to behold, arms lifted, faces heavenward.

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