Chance: Six More From a Tarot

67

Fishing boats
and trawlers,
broken masts
and mains—

68

What’s more
inexhaustible
than what can’t
be controlled?

69

Salt crusts, split beams
and backyard shrines:
ledger of the lost
along the seawall.

70

Every stone
will bear a name,
a list that will
go on and on—

71

Trestle and bridge,
fountain from which
the water has fled:
yet we are all drenched.

72

Someday you’ll go on hands
and knees, peer through
the stained glass of
the miniature church.

In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.