Chance: Six More From a Tarot

This entry is part 3 of 13 in the series Chance: A Poetic Tarot

Pick a combination
for the locked door:
two colors, a cloud,
the skeleton of a fish.

I do not believe
the yellow signs that point,
shut, or flap in the wind.
Everything is a detour.

My love cut me a star
from the green
side of a fruit then
laid it on my tongue.

When he says memento,
I think of the hull
of a seahorse sleeping
in a pill box.

The man by the ATM argues
with the red-haired woman.
She smokes and smokes,
refusing his embrace.

In the yard, I parse
the grass free
of other adjectives
except green.

About

Via Negativa is a unique experiment in daily, poetic conversation with the living and the dead. Dave Bonta founded the site in 2003 and Luisa A. Igloria joined in 2010. Guest authors contribute as well. Dave writes daily erasure poems to discover the poetry hidden in the Diary of Samuel Pepys. Luisa has been writing and posting a poem a day since November 2010, often in response to Dave’s entries at The Morning Porch. Collections of poems first published at Via Negativa include Luisa’s The Buddha Wonders if She is Having a Mid-Life Crisis and Ode to the Heart Smaller than a Pencil Eraser, and Dave’s Ice Mountain and Breakdown: Banjo Poems. Read more…

Dave Bonta says:

October 31, 2013 at 11:32 pm

I am really digging this series. You do gnomic verse really well.

Peter says:

November 1, 2013 at 8:10 pm

I want to take out my construction paper and scissors and dive in. I love this.

1. Luisa A. Igloria says:
  
  November 1, 2013 at 11:51 pm
  
  Thank you, Dave and Peter — you know, this afternoon, I wondered: would it be cool, do you think, if these were opened up as a collaborative opportunity to produce a chapbook with original art/drawings??? (Place excited jig here.)
  
  1. Dave Bonta says:
    
    November 2, 2013 at 1:25 am
    
    Yes! (Submit to the Poetry Storehouse whenever you’re ready.)

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